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This photo was taken by our daughter, Sarah Timmons, or my wife, depending on who you ask. We were in Rehoboth Beach, DE on Easter Sunday, 2011.


Several years ago, on the way home from a family vacation, I picked up a notebook and quickly recorded an incident that had occurred involving our son. Eventually, I used that story to illustrate something about my spiritual walk as a believer in Christ. Thus began a deliberate attempt to document the significance of everyday events. Almost any ordinary circumstance in daily life can become fodder for another story. This, almost by definition, lends itself to a blog.

Of course, many of the entries here are just ordinary diary style stuff... the stuff of ordinary blogs. Good grief, I don't want to be ordinary.


Monday, April 9, 2012

Tears in Heaven


Eric Clapton recorded "Tears in heaven" about the death of his 4 year old son in 1991.



Tears in Heaven
Eric Clapton and Will Jennings

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?

I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.

Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.

Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

source: http://www.lyricsondemand.com/


In 1995, Dana Key released "Dear Mr. Clapton" as a sort of response to that song.  Dana died in 2010 at the age of 56.




Dear Mr. Clapton
Dana Key

Dear Mr. Clapton,
I have learned of your loss.
Tears in heaven,
It’s a beautiful song.

I know your bleeding
Won’t cease with my words.
They’re just a cool drink
To help you along.

Through Saturdays with no noise,
Baseballs and untouched toys.
They leave an empty feeling in your soul.

He is in heaven’s care.
There are no tears up there, cuz,
Jesus loves children more than we will ever know.
He loves those children more than we will ever know.

Dear Mr. Clapton,
You are not without hope.
The door to heaven
lies beyond the grave

If you would only
believe as a child,
someday this pain
will be washed away.

Of, memories of holidays,
That small angelic face.
They leave an empty feeling in your soul.

CHORUS

Dear Mr. Clapton,
I have learned of your loss.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I really must say again, what about "Honey"?