This Sunday I’m gonna talk about recent killings of Christians in and outside of Mogadeshu. Most people probably don’t know anything about it, but there’s a militant Islamic group – al Shabab – who is going around hunting down Christian converts and beheading them. On top of that they have killed innocent children too.
We need to remember our persecuted brothers and sisters across the seas. In prayer.
Every time I (Tommy) end up visiting friends back in SW Kansas, I feel like I’m back at home. Renewing old friendships and remembering old times. No matter how many times I go back. No matter how often or how seldom I visit, I somehow just pick up where I left off at last time. It blows me away to see people go through really hard times and face challenges that would destroy the average person next door. But these friends from Kansas are strong and steadfast and faithful. I want to be like that. I want to be like them. I love them. I hope they love me! They inspire me and unknowingly, I’m sure, push me to press on and keep moving and making a difference where I’m at. I need them. They are a part of my life, though 15 years removed from living just down Main Street, I hope they know they are special and have changed my life. I’ve told them over and over, and I hope they believe me.
The Thriller video was nice, but what I remember was Beat It and Billie Jean. Those were the songs that propelled him bigtime, at least where I lived in LA. I remember that on the black radio stations, the fans would call up and ask who played the killer guitar lead in Beat It, and when they found out it was Eddie, they were shocked! Those seemed to be good days. When I used to go see my friend in the valley (remember valley girl with N Cage!!!) I used to drive close by his place. It was a big deal back then too.
I remember the day MJ’s hair caught on fire and had to get rushed to the hopsital close to where I grew up. That made huge news. If my hair caught on fire, I’d head for the kitchen sink. Like it or not, MJ is a legend, period. My favorite part of the service Tuesday was the closing prayer. The pastor guy was right on, and he prayed in Jesus name, then I heard cheers come out after that. It’s amazing that it takes the death of a pop star to make it okay for people to pray in Jesus’ name. Hurrah for the pastor guy. That was great!
