June 10, 2011

• Angel Fire

  Last night, I drove to Point Clear, AL for a medical malpractice seminar.  This is a mostly annual meeting I attend to get some of the price of my malpractice premiums knocked off for the year.  It was an especially poignant trip, as 2 years ago almost to the day, I traveled down there with my wife Dawn.  We enjoyed the scenic ride, and the pleasant meeting, and a bit of relaxing away from the cares of life. Later, I would think that we should have stayed the night or a couple of days, as our anniversary was only a couple of days away from that night–instead we left the next night and stayed at a motel to celebrate our anniversary.  How much I did not know, and how much I did not say during those precious hours together..

  On the way down, and on the way home, I was listening to the Fernando Ortega CD “This Bright Hour”.  That is an amazing CD that has both Dawn’s favorite song, “How Firm a Foundation” and mine, “I Will Sing of My Redeemer” on the same CD.  Another song called “Angel Fire” that I had not noticed that much before was playing, and as I drove through the scenic countryside, tears started streaming down my face as I thought of that song related to Dawn, and her leaving us so soon afterwards.  I played it over and over, tears coming harder, as I thought of the journey of the past 2 years.  I cried until there were no more tears, and still played the song.  The words of the song go like this…

  I never knew the dusk could seem so sad,
  An empty aching in my soul.
  In this bright hour I speak your name in the wind,
  The shining world outlasts us all.
  Even the mountains seem to know you’re gone,
  The foothills shimmer where they stand.
  The sky is still and much too beautiful,
  And I am missing you again.
  Lift me over the San Gabriels, leaning into the southern sky.
  The foothills burning in the afterglow, an angel fire passing by.
  I think of songs I might have sung to you,
  The love I wanted you to hear.
  Everytime the blazing sun goes down,
  Another promise disappears.
  I never knew the dusk could break my heart,
  So much longing folding in,
  I’d give years away to have you here,
  You know I can’t lose you again.
  Lift me over the San Gabriels, leaning into the southern sky.
  A flight of angels must be in the wind,
  I know they’ll pass this way tonight.
  Help me remember the San Gabriels, the foothills burning in the light.
  Let my heart rise up to where you are, I long to be with you tonight.
  I long to be with you tonight, I long to be with you tonight.

  I really don’t know who Fernando was referring to when he wrote this song–but the sentiments are mine exactly.  I don’t have the San Gabriel mountains, but everything else is there..
   

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