A movie titled “Ragamuffin” was released last year, about a man named Rich Mullins. Mullins was a musical prodigy who became famous in the late seventies and early eighties as a Christian songwriter. As his fame grew, those in the industry tried to polish his appearance and speech (he was notorious for walking onstage barefoot and criticising the church for what he saw were hypocrisies) and … [Read more...] about Ragamuffin (Part 1)
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To Be Living (part iv)
A friend of mine was recently hospitalized. He and his wife are two of my dearest, most long-lasting friends, and those were an emotional, difficult several days. When my roommate and I went to the hospital that first day, the wife collapsed in our arms, crying. That weekend, dozens of friends visited. One brought a guitar to the hospital and played songs—mostly praise songs—while we sang, in … [Read more...] about To Be Living (part iv)
A look-back (the choices we make)
A friend said, “Artists are more introspective. They have to be. It’s the nature of what they do.” I would probably agree with that comment, though I just feared I was incredibly self-absorbed. I've been in the Bay Area for almost a year now. It’s been a blur, mostly. I’ve spent more time alone than I have before, doing a lot of thinking and people watching—being … [Read more...] about A look-back (the choices we make)
Broke (but not broken), a final post
I’ve written about this man and his wife twice. Will was a talented musician diagnosed with cancer last year. http://michaeljoelgreen.wordpress.com/2012/12/08/broke-but-not-broken/ His wife posted this Friday night: This is the update I have prayed that I would never have to send. At around 8pm tonight, Will passed away. I don’t really know what to say. My heart feels like it has been ripped … [Read more...] about Broke (but not broken), a final post
A Rare Gift (part I)
Three years ago, I got arrested for drunk driving. It was a terrible mistake, one that came with a steep penalty. Part of that penalty was enrolling in a three-month alcohol awareness class. I expected the worst from the class—to be shamed, to endure a three-hour lecture from a dull, listless instructor who criticized us and told us what horrible people we were. What I didn’t expect was … [Read more...] about A Rare Gift (part I)
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