Music Notes

Kings and Puppy Dogs

Dear FUMC,

I’m not sure if I have ever given a title to a “Music Notes” article in the entire time I have been writing to you.  I realize that many times I do include a quote from a piece of music, but that isn’t really a title.  But because I had two ideas that seemed to me to eventually mesh into one point, I went with this title.

First of all, let’s talk about where the word “king” came from.  Many of you know that I grew up without a father present at home.  My mom and dad were divorced and I seldom saw him.  We corresponded by mail and he usually received those letters while on a ship as he was a Merchant Marine.  But for many years, I really wanted a daddy who was a presence in the household.  It seemed that everyone I knew had one.  Then I heard Ernie Ford sing a song called “Child of the King” and it spoke to me.  It begins with the words, “My father is rich in houses and lands.  He holdeth the wealth of the world in his hands.”  Later, I realized that this is taken from Psalm 24 which says, “The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof.”  But moreover, this song reminded me that I had a heavenly father who loved me and that I was special to him.  It really made me feel good.  And as I became older and entered adulthood, I realized that God had given me a family, and especially a mom who loved and supported me.  But I do believe that because I had experienced this perceived need at one time, I wanted to be a friend to others, especially younger folks.  That and the fact that I had great respect for my great aunt who was a teacher for many years probably pointed me in the direction of teaching (especially Middle School age kids).

Secondly, I want to tell you about the word “puppy dog.”  I read a story recently about a couple who had a beloved dog who was blind.  They positioned furniture in their home to make it easier for their pet to get around.  They placed his food and water dishes out in the open so that they could be easily accessed.  Then one day, they added a puppy to the family.  The animals immediately adored each other.  As the puppy grew, he would help the older dog maneuver around obstacles.  When the couple took the dogs to the dog park, the older dog would somehow make sure the puppy did not approach unsafe areas.  Even though these two were dogs, they had a bond of friendship.  God has put that friendship gene in all of us also.  I know that it pleases God when we reach out to help our friends and even go so far as to find new friends that need our help and support.

It really doesn’t matter what the catalyst might be which would cause a person to realize that he would find joy in helping others.  What matters is the realization that we can all be good friends.  We all have our circle of friends and would help any of them in a heartbeat.  But as I have already implied, we can help and support others as well and in so doing, make new friends.

I look forward to seeing some of you on Sunday.

God bless,