Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we’re born
Into this world we’re thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm
Jim Morrison. American Idol. Handsome. Creative. Successful. Alcoholic. Betrayer.
Almost 50 now, I look back at this time, wonder why we would idolize him.
Although Morrison’s mind was messed up , his words struck a chord. “Riders on the storm”. Now, through my Christian filter, I see a promise of God. We were trying to fill a void in our souls, Jim and me.
I made it out. He didn’t.
In Genesis 15:13- 14, God promises Abram’s descendants (us) four things. First, that we will be strangers in a foreign land. Second, that we will be oppressed. “Riders on the Storm“. We are God-souls stuck in sin-bodies. Oppressed by Satan, we are surely in a foreign land on earth.
Here’s the good part of the promises:
Third, God will punish our oppressors. Fourth, we will come away with great wealth.
Some get stuck on the first part of the promise, lose hope. There is hope for the hopeless – the second part of the promise.
Some make it out. Some don’t.
Poet, Writer, Christian, Southern, Wife, Mother, Child, Employer, always learning.