Just heard a song on the sound system of this coffee shop. “Tears in Heaven.” And I remembered the sad news that went with it. On March 20th, 1991, Eric Clapton’s 4-year-old son, Conor, died after falling from the 53rd-floor window of a New York City apartment. Eric dealt with the grief of his son’s death by isolating himself for a while. And eventually cowriting the song with Will Jennings. The song’s title reminded me of the phrase, treasures in Heaven, that a wise man mentioned a long time ago.
Treasures in Heaven?
At first glance (at least to MY first glance) it almost seems redundant to say/write that phrase. Because Heaven, itself, will be an eternity of treasures. And that’s because anyone who’s there will experience the mind-boggling love of God forever.
Yeah, all those streets of gold and all those jewels and stuff can’t, and won’t, hold a candle to the Light of the world. The Light of Heaven. The One who holds every molecule of every part of the universe AND Heaven together with the power of His will.
As I said, “Mind-boggling.”
What’s even more mind-boggling is how (or why) I’d even pop up on His radar at all. But He even considers the “lilies of the field” and how beautifully He made them. And He says, as beautiful as they are, they’re not as important to Him as anyone who loves Him.
Count me in.
I never sang Eric’s song, “Tears in Heaven,” when I played live music back in the day. But I certainly appreciate the award-winning melody and production and what it took to write it. I DID sing another one of his hits that makes a personal connection. But I’ll talk about that another time.
Mr. Clapton experienced the same heart-wrenching anguish that has crippled this world for thousands of years. But he discovered that even “this, too, shall pass.” I don’t know if the heartbreaking loss of his little boy, or anything else in life, helped turn Eric’s heart to God. I hope so. And I hope he will experience those treasures in Heaven that will include him reconnecting with his son.
But it will take more than writing a mournful song with hinted references. That would be just another moth-eaten or rusted “treasure” that thieves can break in and steal.
It’s only for a little while our time here on the earth.
It’s only for a little while, it’s true.
No matter what you see and do while you are in this world
It’s only for a little while you do.
Stay tuned,
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