I had a chance to attend a funeral of a man this week who I didn't even know. William was a war veteran who was credited with saving lives. He was a musician and a great family man. I didn't know of him until Monday. His brothers and sisters talked about him, the stories about him playing Santa Claus, and the truth being revealed when someone saw "daddy's hand." I have to admit I shed a tear during the family speeches about their father. Right after these impassioned talks, it was my turn to play "I Can Only Imagine" up in the balcony(let the force of Koren Arisian be with me!) It was hard to make it through the song, but it was one of my best performances I think. Kris, the church organist, turned around after the performance and mouthed the words, "That was absolutely beautiful!" Compliments like that can last a long time. Time to hit the nursing home circuit or play the bar scene very soon. Stay tuned.
Whenever I have questions about faith, I turn to music and I find a great wealth of beauty and truth for my life and the lives of others. Long live Jeff and the Martin DXM!!
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