At first I was in shock.
I was such an integral part of why the world spins at all ... how can it possibly spin without me?But it does.
I was in St. Martin when it stopped ... leaving me in shock ... and completely perplexed.
Of course it's our own egos that make us think such things.
My Grandparents die and my world revolves around them and ... though they were gone ... the world keeps on spinning.
Same with my Dad.
He said he was ready ... we said okay ... he dies ... the world keeps spinning.
"O-blah-Di ... O-Blah-Da ... Life Goes on ... BRA!"
Jesus, The Beatles, Desmond Decker and Jimmy Scott-Emuakpor got it right ... Life goes on ... BRA!
The hard part is understanding it ... accepting it ... embracing it ... and getting on with it!
I was chatting with an old friend who recently got off the world to ask "How's it going?"
"I'm tired," he replies ... and I completely understand.
In St. Martin when I got off ... or the world threw me off ... it's hard to tell which ... I sat there a lot, staring at the breakers on the reef ... exhausted.
He's grateful the world doesn't need him anymore.
I'm far too arrogant for that.
Though I remember the tired-ness of it all.
What I've learned though is weariness is quickly replaced by wonderment.
I am in awe of my life.
I don't know how it got to this point ... I'm not that smart ... but God I love it.
These days ... I beam in and out of the world ... but mostly keep my distance.
I don't want to be tired anymore.
I want to live ... and enjoy ... be loved ... and love.
So ... I can't wait to meet Sarah later ... the girls to come home ... the kids to call ... Bar Church on Sunday ... Monty Parks and the Acoustic Jam tonight ... Mitch to play bass ... the Boys to have lunch ... Judy O's birthday ... Dano's baby to be born ... AND ...
For Guy Sayles to tell stories in a Bar ... that Jesus transforms into a Church ... once a week ... maybe more.
