Monday, February 1, 2016

The Tracks Of My Tears

The following post is from early in 2015:

         Smokey Robinson was one of the writers and it was originally recorded by The Miracles on a Motown label. If you are a Linda Ronstadt fan you're certainly familiar with it but most likely you remember the Johnny Rivers version that went to #10 in 1967. It was The Tracks Of My Tears. Some of the lyrics are these:

People say I'm the life of the party
Because I tell a joke or two
Although I might be laughing loud and hearty
Deep inside I'm blue
So take a good look at my face
You'll see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer, it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears.

        I have a page link to the left of what you are reading that is just about all humor. Not a day goes by without some laughter. There were a lot smiles today as my wife and I went to Living Treasures which is a popular...and wonderful...animal park here in the Pittsburgh area. Both of us just watched  in amazement the wonders of God's beautiful creation. I marvelled at small monkeys, two of whom were only a couple of weeks old, who cared for each other so tenderly. One baby was on its mother's back while the father seemed to be picking small insects off of it.
       Right now I'm typing and then looking up to a movie on television and then typing and then watching the film again. I've mentioned the Christmas Day 2004 Tsunami a number of times in these posts and I've watched videos of that disaster. The surf had receded and people walked in the wet sand picking up shells oblivious of what was bearing down upon them. This is America today!
       Impossible, with actors Naomi Watts, Ewen McGregor and Tom Holland, is a depiction of that terrible day and it's based on a true story,  I believe that there's a 'tsunami' coming to America. God doesn't use that word but the essence is the same and we are picking up sea shells unaware of the roar all about us. The news is only somewhat bothersome and we will cover our ears should a rotating siren happen to point our way, but it surely is only a test, then we can be at ease again.
        Soon, Pastors all over America will be once again in their pulpits, but they will ignore the button for the siren. In fact they probably do not even know where it is, for it has been replaced in importance by state-of-the-art speaker systems with the sweetest resonance to carry their voices with words of comfort and encouragement.
        Life goes on, there's work to do, and I personally continue with the balancing act...glorying in God's handiwork, accepting His blessings though I don't deserve them, smiling often, but..... if you look closer....it's easy to trace.....the tracks of my tears....over what America has become.