Featured Work of the Week - Sometimes There's God - Mellencamp

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A young girl from West Seneca lost her life yesterday. She was a classmate with Jake and back in 2011 she had been struck by a car. Her life was never the same, of course, and she slipped away yesterday.

At the same time I received a message from an old friend. We were talking about her husband's battle with cancer and the fact that he's cancer free. "God Is Good!" she texted.

And yes.

Sometimes there is God.

So the featured song of the week: Sometimes There's God by John Mellencamp (off the new record Plain Spoken - it's good!)

At the first listen through of this song John sounded raspy. By the middle of the second listen I knew why. It's repetitive for a reason.

Great Stuff.

Sometimes There's God John Mellencamp

Sometimes there’s God
in someone else’s eyes
Sometimes there’s God
when you see the sun rise
Sometimes you work,
only in vain
Sometimes there’s very little heartbreak
and pain

Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s not

Sometimes there’s God
and sometimes there’s just not
A little redemption would help us a lot

Sometimes there’s God in the palm of your hand
Somedays hard times will cover your land

Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s God
And sometimes there’s just not

Sometimes you pray for witness you can rise above
There’s judgment and destruction in the name of God
Can we find truth
in all that we feel
Sometimes there’s God
when sickness is healed

Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s not

We all need God
when people don’t care
What we do to each other
when there’s nobody else there
In the dark we promise:
God I’ll never do this again
Let the choices we’ve made
be forgiven

Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s not

Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s God
Sometimes there’s not
And sometimes there’s God

Comments

laurie fiamengo said…
Hello cliff,i worked with you 25 years ago.I was in the carpenters union.You once gave me your book" money changes everything".I came across it today and decided to see what ever happened to you .wow,sounds like your doing good with your writting.I moved to Ohio about 20 years ago.I am still swinging a hammer,but for myself.I buy houses ,fix them up and rent them with my daughter.lol,funny how life turns out.write me back if you get a chance,farmer2128@gmail.com.oh,I am a farmer took.I grow pumpkins for the fall .take care.Laurie
29 September, 2014
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