Instrument of Nature

Heb. 2: 16 For verily he took not on him the nature of angels; but he took on him the seed of Abraham.
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I was watching a show that Oprah did yesterday and on the screen sat Michael Jackson. His laugh was charming, his smile lit the entire room, his light shone brighter than a million stars, then I realized, he is no longer here, the light has been dimmed.

I’ve heard the rumors and read so much negative stuff on the man, coming from the judgmental society that we live in. You know, the society of INNOCENT until proven guilty? I think society was so jealous of this man’s accomplishments and all that he did, they never gave him a chance at life. They believed everything that was ever written, and since I’m a writer, I KNOW the truth can and will be embellished in writing!

I watched as they condemned and darn near crucified him to the point of seclusion and as we know, Michael was not one to stay in the shadows for very long. He came out to face a roaring crowd, to be seen as the magical presence that he was, and give us of himself for one last ‘This is It’ concert.

I still remember where I was when it was announced that Elvis Presley died. He was more of my mother’s idol but I was still saddened to see a man brought down by a society that lifted him so high, he had to fly, onward and upward. Elvis was a player, but no one thought that was wrong. People idolized him as if her were a gorgeous God.

I remember where I was the day Michael Jackson died too. I grew up listening to him, and as an adult I respected the innocence of his nature, as an artist, I admired his work, as a man, I loved him for making me think of ‘the man in the mirror’. I’m not a man, but that song, as all of his music, the art that it was, made you think of grander things.

On the one year anniversary of his untimely death, I think of all that he did and not the things he was accused of doing. I think of the man that is finally resting out of our harms way and can finally run through the sprinklers of heaven with all of the children gone before him, but there, he won’t be judged. I don’t know if he went to heaven and I know you can’t get there by works done on earth, but Michael finally met his judgement and it wasn’t an unforgiving society, he met a forgiving God!

Michael is finally, not only an Instrument of Nature, which I found profound when asked what he thought of himself, but he is an instrument of peace. Through every song, he not only unleashed a flurry of rhythm for us to rock to, he let us into his mind, his truth and we didn’t hear. He let out a feather of beauty... we rode on the wings of his words.

Songs like: Will you be There

Everyone's Taking Control Of Me
Seems That The World's
Got A Role For Me
I'm So Confused
Will You Show To Me
You'll Be There For Me
And Care Enough To Bear Me
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In Our Darkest Hour
In My Deepest Despair
Will You Still Care?
Will You Be There?
In My Trials
And My Tribulations
Through Our Doubts
And Frustrations
In My Violence
In My Turbulence
Through My Fear
And My Confessions
In My Anguish And My Pain
Through My Joy And My Sorrow
In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow
I'll Never Let You Part
For You're Always In My Heart.

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Yes Michael, some of us will still be here. Rest in peace, and be cradled by LOVE!