Blessings

The fog has fallen as a blanket across the Grand Ledge area this morning. As my wife and I were racing out the door off to another long day of work we realized that this was the first time our son Marcus has seen fog, or at least noticed the fog. He was so cute. My wife had the light of her car on and we could see the small particles of water slowly falling in the bright beams. Marcus was so excited! He would stand in the light and put his hand out as if to catch the dust like precipitation and shrieked with amazement and delight.


Driving into work I got to thinking about Marcus and how much of a blessing he is. I thank God for him every day, but it wasn’t always this way. Soon after we brought Marcus home, not being sure if it was the sheer exhaustion or not, but when Marcus would wake up every two hours there would be times when I just wanted to shake him to make him be quiet. It those moments I could see how someone could shake their baby. I never gave into this passing desire, and those days shortly past.

Being that I work in the music industry I always seem to have a song to illustrate a moment in life. The song that can to mind today was “Blessings” by Laura Story. Story just earned a Grammy award for her latest album entitled “Blessings”.

Here is the song that has meant so much to me over the last few months.

Solar Flare

Yesterday as I was getting ready for the heat wave we were suppose to have from the solar blast of the sun I had an amazing thought. “What if this solar blast is Jesus coming back?” I know it sounds pretty far fetched, but the bible does say that He will come like a “thief in the night”.


I was thinking about this wonderful possibility and playing out how it would look through my minds eye. I listened to the news cast in the morning and no one else was saying “its the Apocalypse, we're all gonna die”!! No, what I heard was some lame news anchor talking about “a cloud of “magnetic material” heading toward earth. My first thought here was “a cloud coming at the earth, from the sun. Hum, that's interesting.” The sun (being a big ball of fire) shooting off a cloud toward the earth made me think of Jesus coming on the clouds. Then I also thought, the bible also says that God will destroy the earth with fire. So, “big ball of fire” launches “big cloud at earth”. Caught up? OK, good.

The news cast also stated that this “magnetic cloud” was suppose to interfere with radio signals, GPS systems, satellites, and airplane navigation systems. Hello, sounds like the possibility of some major havoc here on earth with all these systems going haywire. Sounds like a scene from “Left Behind”.

Well, needless to say, none of this stuff ever transpired. The magnetic cloud seemingly missed our little planet and didn't even mess with our radio frequencies. I wasn't really disappointed because, after all, I like living here. I mean, I have a nice house, a great family, and great friends. Why would I want to leave?

I got to thinking about that last thought the most. “I like living here.” The truth is I do. I know I shouldn't. I know that this place is full of nastiness and filth, but I guess I can look past it. My mind continued to race with all different kinds of thoughts about Jesus return and I asked myself, “why do I like living on this planet”? It really has nothing to offer me except pain and death. Everyday I'm getting older. In fact I have been dying since the day I was born. I thought about the reasons I like living here and I only came up with one answer that I could actually say that I would miss. That one thing is my family. The reason I would miss them is because I don't know if I will know them when I get to heaven. I don't know if there will be marriage in heaven or whether my son will know me. That really kind of makes me sad. Everything else in this old world could go away and I wouldn't care, but my family, that I don't think I could forget about.

So just in case we aren't going to know our wives, husbands, or children, in heaven, spend as much time as you can with them now. So that when we get to heaven, maybe, just maybe, we will all meet again, and once more be a happy family.

Rich Mullins

I feel that I am an old soul sometimes when I listen to Rich Mullins, but I love his music. I am so sorry that he is not still living today for me to go see him live in concert. Here are just a few of my favorite songs by Rich. I hope you come to love them as much as I do.