Back in June, which seems like a lifetime ago...............we had a huge hailstorm. Worse one this Colorado native has ever been through. Lasted a long time, and when it was done, the tiny garden was stripped bare (almost) and the paint was ruined, and as we came to find out, the roof was in need of replacement was well. So everyone in the neighborhood and the area was in the same boat. File a claim, hire some contractors and move forward. Suddenly the neighborhood became a construction zone again. But as the paint goes on, everything looks new again. Funny how we didn't realize how faded all the colors had become. Painting was going to be needed anyway soon. So for the price of a deductable, we all have brand new "30 Year" roofs and new shiny paint.
It hit me this morning when I was looking at the calendar date on my iPhone. September 19..........hmmm...........I know that date, but I couldn't think why. So I kept saying it out loud to myself, September 19th, September 19th..............and then it hit me.
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..............
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.