Tuesday, October 10, 2006
My message to you, too
I was driving to work this morning. The sun was rising before my eyes, but the news on NPR was grim and depressing, and my spirits were in the dust. I turned off the radio and started the CD player. I had left a CD in there a few days ago, but I had no idea what track it was on or where it was at. And these were the first words I heard:
Rise up this morning,
Smiled with the rising sun
Three little birds pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs of melodies pure and true
Sayin', "This is my message to you-u-u."
The sun rose, and Bob Marley lifted my spirits to the sky.