It was 15 years ago today that we lost Rich Mullins. A man who's music has meant so much to me that it's hard to put in words. So I found someone else's words online. And Brant, (who hasn't posted in a very long time....sad...) summed him up well. So read it here and then come back..............
Letters From Kamp Krusty
Yes that was the Rich I knew of as well. Yes I was around him a few times, and yes, he was aloof and distant..............until he hit the stage. Then he seemed...........well, "like us, only more so".
I love music, and listen as much as I can. It soothes me. The level of my stress is in direct correlation to how much music I have or have not listened to.
But Rich's music is special. Yes even "sacred" to me. And some of you reading this know just what I mean.
Sure wish I could sit you down and listen to every CD I have. On headphones, and let his music take you to some other place...........so instead take a few minutes, listen and close your eyes, pictures will distract you, and headphones are recommended. Let Rich and his hammer dulcimer take you on a tour of the great American prairies.