Music Up The Center Aisle Of Your Life

Taken flight lately? Reducing the options, strike off the list, booze, drugs and fashioning your next blame subject. Well, not totally the latter.


Because I want to talk about flying in an airplane. Remember your first plane ride? Mine was in 1962 flying from San Francisco to Chicago O’Hare, and all I remember [a red-eye flight] was sparks and then what appeared to be blazing sparks coming from the prop engines. I arrived in Chicago on Thanksgiving morning at 8 a.m., got to the YMCA hotel with walls thinner than paper…well, enough of that.]

Taking flights. In the news lately. Not good news. But, then, I realized, not sure the trigger, I cannot name anyone [maybe you can, which is great for you and the nominee] who hasn’t been in horrific personal times and places and moments. It’s part of the human fabric walking this life called day and night and day. No matter the person, and today’s news brings one devastation after another. Life happens. And. So does… [you know this is a G-rated blog]

Then. I saw this link…and in the midst of the dismal and disarming and fearful, this happened. On a plane stuffed with people. And, a surprise. Not one word of hate or blaming or getting thrown off the plane. Not for a breath. Up the center aisle came Kenny G and his saxophone. It was the moment. And I bet, no matter what happened to any of the crew or passengers, at least the next day, their life had a smile and an applause-ing thought.

So. This morning. Sure, today can go any way. But what I wish, as hopefully you watch this link, you can claim a moment in your life, hopefully as recently as last night, when the harmony was there and the cursing muted and life had breath and gladness. Hey, this can be more than preaching moments. It can be a particular moment when all was right within your self. Music up the center aisle of your life. Yes!


About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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