One More re: Jimmy Buffett…with You & Me…out in the Deep Water

COPIED, without attribution, but in my notebook nonetheless, so here we are —

Even after his skin cancer diagnosis, Buffett’s sister said he didn’t making a big deal of it, even as he went through treatments.

“He was the best person I know that could ‘breathe in, breathe out and move on’ after hard news,” said LuLu.

She added, “He didn’t care about resting in peace. The last words he whispered to me were, ‘Have fun.”

— Yup, I, Joe, Buffett fan here. I’ve “stepped on a pop top, blew out my flip flop” and more, and more than once.

But.

An old song from a fairly obscure old album by Mark Almond asks in part, “What am I livin’ for? Why am I living?”

Let’s put Jimmy’s last words to his sister together with that Mark Almond song, and what do we get?

Who, me? Personally? I get back to basics of grace and hope. All along the way.

And hope that by the grace of God I can someday echo our old friend St. Paul in 2nd Timothy 4:7, “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” And that I’ve stayed in my own lane, crossed the finish line having given my all, and with a questioned and reasoned faith intact.

And…yeah…if you know me at all…that I’ve been able to “have fun.”

As always, I’d love to hear from you about any or all of this.

Hope to see you back here tomorrow.