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the young man who ran to church
This sunday, 9:30 service opened without a drummer in the band. Later, after Jorella was done speaking, D. appeared behind the drum kit. This young man who has never owned a set of drums but plays them as though he were meant to. A young man who has owned very little in his life, having, it seems been saddled with every disadvantage save himself. Struggling for well over a year to make his way beyond the life of the streets in fits and starts. I caught up with him after the 11:00 service as per usual to check in. Learned that his little boy had been in the ER most of the night (fine now) accounting for D.’s late appearance. How’d you get here? I asked. I jogged, said D. On this cold Sunday morning, after being up all night with his sick infant son, he jogged to church (4 miles, I’d estimate) to play the drums. Which was his acceptable worship.
Katie, from Hile Design is working up a masthead for this here blog. When she asked me if I had any design ideas, I mentioned Wilson the volley ball in my favorite movie, Cast Away. Katie chuckled until she discerned that I was serious at which point her countenance clouded. Here’s the thing: Wilson is the best supporting actor in that movie, maybe one of the best supporting actors in all of film. Tell me you weren’t sad when Hanks lost him out on the raft when he was leaving the island. After the movie was over, I felt enormous pride in my last name. I came very close to standing up in the theater to say, “I am Wilson!” Of course, you never know how close you really are to doing something until you’ve done it. Then you know you were close. I think I was close, though. What is it about Wilson in that movie? He’s the guy who helps Hanks start the fire, remember? He’s the guy who kept Hanks human, as a matter of fact. ”I am because you are.” African proverb.