Larry Norman April 8, 1947 – February 24, 2008

Larry Norman, Christian musician pioneer, died Sunday morning. His music was very influential in my early years--still enjoy all his music and albums. I remember bringing him in for a concert to the church I was working at in Vancouver, what a privilege. My whole youth group growing up sang his songs! He had his challenges, as we all do, but he pressed on for the prize and he will be missed.

Larry’s final message:

I feel like a prize in a box of cracker jacks with God’s hand reaching down to pick me up. I have been under medical care for months. My wounds are getting bigger. I have trouble breathing. I am ready to fly home.

My brother Charles is right, I won’t be here much longer. I can’t do anything about it. My heart is too weak. I want to say goodbye to everyone. In the past you have generously supported me with prayer and finance and we will probably still need financial help.

My plan is to be buried in a simple pine box with some flowers inside. But still it will be costly because of funeral arrangement, transportation to the gravesite, entombment, coordination, legal papers etc. However money is not really what I need, I want to say I love you.

I’d like to push back the darkness with my bravest effort. There will be a funeral posted here on the website, in case some of you want to attend. We are not sure of the date when I will die. Goodbye, farewell, we will meet again.

Goodbye, farewell, we’ll meet again
Somewhere beyond the sky.
I pray that you will stay with God
Goodbye, my friends, goodbye.

Larry

STOP PISSING SITTING DOWN!

CHEERS!

Here's to life!

A bunch of crap called 'gospel'

...in the midst of loss,....not prosperity...



...even so, ....

I
will
not
let
go
of
Jesus

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreamin',
I can hear them say

(Chorus)
Carry on my wayward son,
For there'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man,
it surely means that I don't know

On the stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune,
but I hear the voices say

Carry on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

Love You Always

Gonna take some time to do the things we never had...

Yes we can...

Kinda reminds me of Dr. Martin Luther King,..."I have a dream..."

The Unforgiveable Sin

Take heed - we all need to clean up the wiener poopie in our own yards before Jesus returns!!!

What is your wiener poopie? Lust, envy, greed? Clean it up! Clean it up!

The Supremacy of Christ

Amen!