Something for the weekend. Ring of Fire (1963) by Johnny Cash. Cash had a hard life, almost all of his own making, in many ways and it came through clearly in his songs.
An imaginative, much lighter, rendition by Anne Reburn:
Ring of Fire
- Donald R. McClarey
Donald R. McClarey
Cradle Catholic. Active in the pro-life movement since 1973. Father of three, one in Heaven, and happily married for 43 years. Small town lawyer and amateur historian. Former president of the board of directors of the local crisis pregnancy center for a decade.
I was a “fan” of Johnny Cash until I, relatively recently, learned that he left his real wife, for June Carter. May God have mercy on his soul.
I have much affinity for those who have fallen before, who continue to fall, but keep turning their face back to God, picking themselves up and try, try, trying again; for those who know how weak and needy they are and how perfect is the object they seek.
Psalm 41: 2-7a
2 As the hart panteth after the fountains of water; so my soul panteth after thee, O God.
3 My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
4 My tears have been my bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
5 These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.
6 Why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance,
7 and my God.”