Friday, April 18, 2014

One Thing I Know




I've tried and I have failed, Lord
I've won and I have lost
I've lived and I have loved, Lord
Some times, at such a cost

 
One thing I know
The world's been good to me
A better place, awaits you'll see

 

Some days I'm so confused, Lord
My past gets in my way
I need the ones I love, Lord
More and more each day


One thing I know
The world's been good to me
A better place, awaits you'll see

A better place.
 


Julian Raymond, Glen Campbell

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Just A Thought...

I was just thinking how April Fools Day would be a bad day to get actual bad news, or to have a psychotic break at work, because no one would believe you! 

Hey Ralphie's having a psychotic break...should we call someone?!

No, it's April Fools Day!

Oh yeah...wow, he's really selling it...right down to peeing in the watercooler!




Just a thought

Ralphie

Hard Day On The Planet

The dollar went down and the President sick
Who's in charge, now? I don't know, take your pick.
A new disease every day and the old ones are coming back
Things are looking kind of gray, like they're going to black

Don't turn on the TV, don't show me the paper
Don't want to know who got kidnapped or why they all raped her
I want to go on vacation 'till the pressure lets up
But they keep hijacking airplanes and blowing them up

(Refrain) 
It's been a hard day on the planet
How much is it all worth?
It's getting harder to understand it
Things are tough all over on earth.

It's hot in December and cold in July
When it rains it pours out of a poisonous sky 
In California the body counts keep getting higher
It's evil out there, man that state is always on fire.

Everyone has a system, but they can't seem to win
Even Bob Geldorf looks alarmingly thin
I got to get on that shuttle get me out of this place
But there's gonna be warfare up there in outer space

It's been a hard day on the planet
How much is it all worth?
It's getting harder to understand it
Things are tough all over on earth.

I've got clothes on my back and shoes on my feet
A roof over my head and something to eat
My kids are all healthy and my folks are alive
You know, it's amazing but sometimes I think I'll survive

I've got all of my fingers and all of my toes
I'm pretty well off I guess, I suppose
So how come I feel bad so much of the time?
A man ain't an island, John Dunn wasn't lying
 
It's been a hard day on the planet
How much is it all worth?
It's getting harder to understand it
Things are tough all over on earth.

It's business as usual; some things never change
It's unfair, it's tough, unkind and it's strange
We don't seem to learn; we can't seem to stop
Maybe a few explosions would close up the shop
You know, maybe that would be fine: we would be off the hook
We resolved all our problems, never mind what it took
And it all would be over, finito, the end
Until the survivers started up all over again
 
It's been a hard day on the planet
How much is it all worth?
It's getting harder to understand it
Things are tough all over on earth


Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Sounds Like...

Take time to give thanks  
Make time to be giving
I’m gonna stop and think twice
About the way that I'm living
Did I say a kind word
Am I proud of my actions
You know a job well done
Gives me satisfaction
 

Can I earn your trust
Your love and affection
Just one step at a time
In the right direction
Going to aim for the sky
Keep my feet on the ground
Raise my voice to the heavens
Make a joyful sound
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Naaaaaaa....
 

Make a joyful sound
 

Can I sing for my supper
And play for my rent
I know it sounds funny
But it's how my time's spent
Greet everyday with full purpose
With passion and pride
I’m going to follow my heart
And have nothing to hide
A moment of insight
I know why I'm here
You know when the time just stops
See it all real clear
I’ve got to set an example
Make some mischief and fun
Do unto others and
Play a fat bass run
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Naaaaaaa....
 

Make a joyful sound 

I got to work hard everyday  
And give it my best
Grab hold of fear and negativity
And lay them to rest
I know my time here's important
Can I do the right thing?
Practice patience and forgiveness
Feel the joy that they bring
Can I lay down tonight
Without feeling regret?
I know the love that I give
Becomes the love that I get
Well do you hear what I'm saying
Making sense to you?
Well if you feel it in your heart
Then you might want to sing too
 

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Naaaaaaa....
 

Make a joyful sound
 

I don't want to sound preachy
Make you feel all wrong
Just want to write some kind lyrics
Sing a feel good song
It's kind of hard to explain
It is just a feeling I get
From making music making love
Getting both feet wet
Well every piece to the puzzle
Snapped tight to the groove
I Close my eyes breathe deeply and
Let my feet move
You know I feel a little better
Now for speaking my mind
Good vibes in circulation and
See who they find 


Joyful Sound - String Cheese Incident

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Is It Peace...?


I'm psychiatric now
It just happened
I don't know how
Life was moving right along
At a reasonable clip
When bang zoom
Lost my grip
And I'm psychiatric now

 

Oh I might smile thinking things are really swell
Or I might cry - trouble is you just can't tell
Cause I'm psychiatric now

So when I'd had enough of this
I went to a psychiatrist
I said I'm acting crazily
I think my mind is gone from me
He looked at me said I agree
You think you're nuts and seem to be
So he prescribed some pills for me
And I went to the pharmacy
I took them and I seemed to be just ... fine

 There's just one little question on my mind.
 

Is it peace or is it Prozac
I don't care
No need to know that
When the moon is full and the world's too close
I just keep my smile and I up my dose

 

Is it peace or is it Prozac
Is this mellow, am I a maniac
Is my mind out there and can I get it back
Is it peace I feel or is it Prozac


Cheryl Wheeler - Is It Peace, Or Is It Prozac  

Thursday, February 20, 2014

This Is My Friend Greg Wells





Greg lived his whole life, 63 years,  in the San Lorenzo Valley…a life that ended suddenly last week.


Greg was a big teddy bear of a man, husband, father, grandfather, brother and friend to many here in the Valley. In his life he did many jobs, including roofing and plumbing. And along the way he found Jesus!



Yes, Greg was a Christian, a good man, and, most importantly,  a good friend…we had just seen each other a few days before at Tuesday lunch, we had a nice talk and parted laughing and hugging   (Greg was a great hugger!)   and as he walked away he said “I love you” which I said back! 

It’s a wonderful memory to have!



One other word to describe Greg was homeless (and I’m afraid it will be the word most people latch onto). Sadly, in his later life, because of circumstances, bad timing and maybe a few bad decisions, he found himself on the street…most of the time it didn’t seem to phase him, but I know it’s a hard life…and the only reason I mention it now is because if it wasn’t for his homelessness, I would  never have met him and forged a very special friendship. God does work in mysterious ways!



So I will just tell people about Greg using all those other descriptions…especially good man and good friend!



It makes me cry with joy to imagine the huge hug he gave Jesus when they met!


And the hug he got back!!



There’s a lot of stunned people in the Valley missing you Greg!


Rest In Peace my brother.





And let me offer up this song from Vince Gill








I know your life
On earth was troubled
And only you could know the pain
You weren't afraid to face the devil
You were no stranger to the rain

 

Go rest high on that mountain
‘Cause, Son, your work on earth is done
Go to Heaven a shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son

 

Oh, how we cried the day you left us
And gathered round your grave to grieve
Wish I could see the angels’ faces
When they hear your sweet voice sing

 

Go rest high on that mountain
‘Cause, Son, your work on earth is done
Go to Heaven a shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son

 

Go rest high on that mountain
‘Cause, Son, your work on earth is done
Go to Heaven a shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son



Go to Heaven a shoutin’

Love for the Father and the Son


Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Looking Back




I walk a crooked road to get where I am going
To get where I am going I must walk a crooked road
And only when I’m looking back I see the straight and narrow
I see the straight and narrow when I walk a crooked road

 

I sing a lonesome song to anyone who’ll listen,
To anyone who’ll listen I ‘ll sing my lonesome song.
And when I hear you singing too, the sorrow sounds so hopeful
the sorrow sounds so hopeful, when I sing my lonesome song.

 

And a lonesome song will be my true companion
When all else has abandoned for singing of their own
And a lonesome song will fill my days with gladness
Make joy out of sadness when I sing this lonesome song, to you

 

I love with all my heart, there is no way of stopping,
I have no way of stopping I just love with all my heart.
Through the broken and the beautiful, the bad news and the good news,
The bad news and the good news is I love with all my heart.

 

And a loving heart will be my true companion,
When all else has abandoned for loving of their own.
And a loving heart will fill my days with gladness,
Make joy out of sadness when I bring this loving heart, to you…

 

I long to be a happy man, in this life that I’ve been given
In this life that I’ve been given I long to be a happy man.
When the noise turns to stillness, I see I have the makings.
I see I have the makings to be one happy man.

 

And a happy man will be my true companion,
When all else has abandoned for happy of their own.
And a happy man will fill my days with gladness,
Make joy out of sadness when I show this happy man…

 

And a happy man will be my true companion,
When all else has abandoned for happy of their own.
And a happy man will fill my days with gladness,
Make joy out of sadness when I bring this happy man, to you…

 

I walk a crooked road to get where I am going,
To get where I am going I must walk a crooked road
And only when I’m looking back I see the straight and narrow,
I see the straight and narrow when I walk a crooked road…


Darrell Scott  A Crooked Road