The Thought
Is the world made of matter or of what matters?
Dad’s streams are flooded with desire to love, serve, honour and protect.
And so, after all the wonderful sacrificial love, and the tenderness and brokenness which I’ve described exhibited in my dad, this live gig recording reveals the truth; he was also, undoubtedly human.
Parents are always on stage; they are the star in their children’s lives. They are the heroes.
Absolutely everything had been lost. The only thing we had left was each other and a memory etched into our lives forever. What an unpresented Palm Sunday evening that was!
As the ceiling shuddered above us, there was an earth-shaking, appostrogetic tumult above our heads that entered our whole being and made our innards shake and tremble.
Death is naked before God; destruction lies uncovered…” Job was right. I never imagined I’d live through such a day as that.