Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring. Proverbs 27:1
I was reminded the other day when a good friend pasted away unexpectedly, that tomorrow is promised to no one. I remember years ago watching a press conference with one of my favorite football players back in the nineties, Walter Payton. He had just been diagnosed with a rare liver disease that was terminal. At the close of the interview he emphatically stated “Tomorrow is promised to no one, it’s in God’s hands, not mine.” He died a few years later, Nov. 1, 1999.
It does not seem that long ago that Tom Petty, John Lennon, George Harrison, Prince, George Michael…. were all here. This life seems to pass at an amazing speed and compared to eternity, it is just a blip in the radar.
We were watching “Echo in the canyon” on Netflix last night, Jakob Dylan and Andrew Slater did a fantastic job of putting this documentary together. It was a trip down memory lane of all the folks that I once ran with, it was a special time in the sixties when the musical groups all interacted with each other. It seemed to be a healthy competition of who could write and perform the next hit. Like the Beatles era, it was a special time in the history of music and will probably never be repeated again, but who knows it could happen again.
Today the music scene is dominated by rap, but that’s ok, as much as I reminisce about the good ol’ days, I am glad to see people like Kayne West shake up the music business with his style of rap and his new found faith. His strong support for Trump just mixes it up a little more with the entertainment crowd, who like Washington DC, have been in a rut of confused liberalism for years.
A person can just take a passive view and say that we are just part of some grand scheme and we have little to do with our destiny. But there is also the perspective “that life is what you make it.” In my humble opinion, it is both. But one thing is certain, tomorrow is not ours…………….