No matter what you believe about hell in the afterlife, if it’s literal or figurative, some of you, like me, have have been through hell on earth, and can testify that it’s no fun. Some of you have a loved one or friend who is hurting inside and you don’t know how to help. Hopefully this post will help you or them a little.
This afternoon I had the sudden hankering to listen to some of Billy Joel’s music. I discovered on Spotify a live album I didn’t know about (actually an expanded re-release of his), and one of the tracks that stuck in my head was Prelude/Angry Young Man, originally off of his 1976 album Turnstiles.
I blame my father (and by ‘blame’, I mean ‘thank profusely’) for my love of Billy Joel’s music, especially from 1974’s Streetlife Serenade to 1983’s An Innocent Man. I borrowed Dad’s Billy Joel CDs enough for him to ask me where they were on a regular basis. I’m not sure whether he ever actually got all of them back.
‘Angry Young Man’ is a great, fast-paced track. I don’t know if it’s because ‘angry young men’ seem to rush about here and there, , or if it’s just because Billy Joel wanted to do an awesome, fast-paced song–either is fine with me. It’s no surprise that it stuck in my head, but it was weird when I paused the album and drove to the gas station, where, after pumping gas, the same song starts playing over the intercom system. (I don’t know who programs the music for RaceTrac gas stations, but I approve.)
Either God or the universe is trying to tell me something, or I’m just grasping at an interesting coincidence to give myself an excuse to write something. I’m fine with either. Continue reading “How ‘Angry Young Men’ Grow Up”
The other night I was hyped up on election results (my candidate won big) and online discourse. Once the adrenaline died down, I was left drained, agitated, and not at peace. If you’re not at peace, you don’t have anything, so I thought about it and it came to me: where was I getting my power from?
Turns out that even an introvert can get benefit from online discussion and debate, even when I’m such an awkward wallflower in real life. The palpable energy of an online political rally 24/7 can bring you up, but you will crash eventually. There are only so many articles you can read and memes you can laugh at before you get tired.
That’s where my unlimited energy source comes in:
Christ in me, the hope of glory.