My uncle died in Okinawa 2 weeks ago. More than 800 people attended his funeral there.
I pray for peace for my family, and envision him meeting the Creator.
Just listening to a favorite Beatle's song...whistle along if you remember the tune.
Paul McCartney said this song's about civil rights. In England girls are called birds, so this is Paul singing to a blackgirl, saying don't give up the fight.
I imagine taking the brokenness of all that I am, and flying away to Jesus.
I think I want this played at my funeral.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.
Blackbird fly,
Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly,
Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
