Pain Sorrow Fear Tears

A mother mourned near the body of her child who was killed when a school collapsed in Dujiangyan.

The greatest pain is the one you presently endure
My greatest pain cannot be compared to yours

Your pain I cannot endure else it would be mine

The greatest sorrow is the one you presently mourn
My greatest sorrow cannot be compared to yours
Your sorrow I cannot endure else it would be mine

The greatest fear is the one you presently fear

My greatest fear cannot be compared to yours

Your fears I cannot fear else I would be there too

The biggest tears are the ones that presently fall

My tears cannot be compared to yours

Your tears I cannot dry else I would

Revelation 21:4

God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and death shall be no more, neither shall there be anguish (sorrow and mourning) nor grief nor pain any more, for the old conditions and the former order of things have passed away. Amplified

Music

How many songs have been written?
How many melodies have been wrought out of the heart of man, the heart of God?
How many rhythms, rhymes, and beats?

I'm looking for You on my radio dial.
On the airwaves and satellite rays I'm trying to tune you in.
Somewhere you are singing to me

Listening to the radio in the backseat of my mothers station wagon
my brothers scratchy 45's, 8 tracks, cassettes, CD's, and MP3's
I will not shy away from this tecnological age

I'm listening for You
Only You who wired me understand why.
Only You who wired me know the exact frequency
Only You can make me in tune, bring me in time,
"I have heard the Big Music and I'll never be the same "

Orange Shirt with the Smiling Face

It's not my favorite shirt but I thought it was more visable
Not that I thought anyone would recognize me but you
Nontheless I wanted to be seen by you while I was out running in the street
Something to keep me going until I reached the end

I had an idea where you might be
Somewhere around mile 13
I looked and looked to catch your eye
Looking for me, the orange shirt with the smiling face

Well I saw you there with your hand waving high
Your smile mirroring mine or was it mine mirroring yours
I ran straight for you even though it was a little off track
Hoping to get a kiss or a pat on the back

I had an idea that you would be at the end
Near the finish line somewhere looking for me
I'm glad I wore something bright for you to see
So my eyes could catch yours looking for the orange shirt with the smiling face

Buddy Miller-"To New To Have A Title"

Where did you go Jack?

Where did you go Jack?
The light is out in your living room.
I can't see you asleep on the couch with the TV on.

Where did you go Jack?
Your pickup is no longer backed up to the street.
Tomato's and onions can't be found.







Where did you go Jack?
The rooster's call is silent.
The dog is not on watch.





Did that dirty bastard take you down?
Did that dirty bastard blind your eyes?
The ones you loved you hurt the most.


Where did you go Jack?
The One that loved, you recited His creed.
Every Sunday week after week after week.
...I believe in God, the Father Almighty,
the Creator of heaven and earth,
and in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord...


Did that dirty bastard take you down?
Did that dirty bastard blind your eyes?
....was crucified, died, and was buried; he descended to the dead.


Where did you go Jack?
Were you blind and now you see?
....On the third day he rose again; he ascended into heaven, he is seated at the right hand of the Father, and he will come again to judge the living and the dead.




I hope you're in the garden admiring the lack of weeds.
Eating sweet onions at the table with the King of kings.
I hope that dirty bastard didn't get the best of you.
I hope that dirty bastard didn't keep you from the Truth.

Claustrophobia Part Two

My elbow is feeling much better.

Claustrophobia

Yesterday, as I sat on the table getting ready for an MRI of my elbow, the nice lady asked if I was claustrophobic. I said "no" but part of me wanted to say, "no, unless I am stuck between my bed and the wall." I seem to recall being placed in this position by my older brother when I was eight years old. I didn't much like it as it felt like some sort of torture. As the nice lady slid me into the MRI machine I asked if there was any air in there and why was I getting so hot. I didn't really panic but realized that this wasn't going to work. As the nice lady slid be back out after about 20 seconds she said I would do much better next time with a mild sedative. I think I will wait to see if my elbow starts feeling better.