Drawing Attention … September 30th, 2020

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Tree of Hope (Finale)

Janet Clazzy discusses Friday Afternoon:

It’s the day of the week that God made humans.

It’s the title of a string quartet written by Jonathan Richard Cring celebrating the day that God created folks.

And it is also when Jonathan took his final breath–this past Friday afternoon.

Today Clazzy adds her leaf to the Tree of Hope as we listen to “Friday Afternoon.”

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Music: Friday Afternoon

From the “Being Human Symphony” by Jonathan Richard Cring

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Scrambles … September 29th, 2020

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Take a few minutes and unscramble this week’s inspirational thought from the words provided:

 

your

helps

but

spirit

Forgiving

heals

mind.

your

forgetting

 

 

P. S.  Find the unscrambled answer in today’s jonathotsjr.com

1 Thing You Can Do When Your Father, Grandfather, Best Friend, Partner, and Mentor Dies

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Change the world.

Jonathan Richard Cring is no longer here.

He died last Friday.

His last week of life was a final adventure—a sad one, to be sure, but still, one that was imbued with the miraculous.

He has six sons, and all of them, along with their wives and children—raced to be at his bedside.

Science, the Natural Order and Humanity (otherwise known as God, Mother Nature, and in this case the nurses and doctors) allowed him to see single visitors—so we literally scheduled every son, daughter-in-law and grandchild for hourly visits over his final three days.

“Change the world,” was his constant comment.

To his grown sons: “Change the world.”

To his daughters-in-law: “Change the world.”

To his teenage granddaughters: “Change the world.”

One son lives in China, unable to come. To him he placed a WeChat video call, at 2:35 A.M. Shanghai time. Nevertheless, all four members of the family crouched in front of the screen, wide-eyed and bed-haired. “This is good-bye,” said Jonathan kindly. Then more firmly: “Listen—all of you. Change the world.”

(In a quick turn-around, back came an email from the ten-year-old grandson: “G-Pop, I’m going to change the world.”)

Here’s the blessing: they all know how to do it. Jonathan (or G-Pop) made sure to teach them how.

“Never leave ‘em how you found ‘em,” was his sage advice.

As for me, Janet Clazzy? I traveled on the road, performing with Jonathan, from 1997 through 2018—twenty-one years. He never left an audience the way he found it.

The effect he had on an audience was visceral—usually right-before-your-eyes kinds of things.

For instance, over the years, it became habitual in Methodist and Lutheran churches to fill the sanctuary from the rear—leaving the front rows empty. When Jonathan took the stage he would sit and stare at the crowded back rows and empty front pews. Gradually, his silence would make the folks uncomfortable and the audience would grow quiet, almost wary. “I’m sure you folks know,” he would finally say, “that everywhere but in the church, the high-priced tickets are up front. What does it say about you church folks that you sit as close to the back door as possible?” He would continue to stare at them balefully, and then finally he’d laugh. “Come on down. Change your life.”

They would laugh—and move.

He never left them the same.

When asked to provide the music and entertainment for a regional political prayer breakfast, we arrived, set up our equipment and watched the folks filing into the room. We began to realize that all the Republicans were sitting on one side of the room and the Democrats on another. Jonathan and I looked at each other and shook our heads, disgusted. To my complete surprise, when the signal came to begin, Jonathan stepped up to the microphone and said, “My dear friends, I am not going to be able to continue this prayer breakfast as is. Jesus has made it clear that prayer works by agreement—you know. ‘Where two or more agree…’ There’s no agreement here. You folks are even sitting down in a disagreeable way. So I’m gonna have to ask you all to move. You Republicans–go sit next to a nice Democrat. And vice versa. You Democrats find yourselves a Republican seat mate. You’re gonna have to do this before I’ll be able to offer a song, much less a prayer.”

They did it. God bless ‘em, they moved.

He changed their world.

On stage he was funny, self-deprecating, and the very definition of humble. I asked him why he was so humble when he was certainly talented enough not to need it.

“God gives grace to the humble,” he answered, “but He resists the proud. I don’t need God resisting me. I’m already fat—I need all the grace I can get. So I work on being humble every chance I get.”

So yes, his children know how to change the world.

And God gave him an extra three days of lucidity—no, acuity. The sharp mind of a man who was one of the most prolific creators on Earth, with enough material in the stacks to fill a daily blog for another ten years. You’ll still be hearing from him.

He made sure to show us all how to change the world–so we’re all going to try.

And how awesome is it that he taught us how?

Change the world.

Never leave ‘em like you found ‘em.

Jonathan sings with himself.

Listening to his version of “Down by the Riverside” … well, it might change your world.

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Things I Learned from R. B. (September 27th, 2020)

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Epilogue

R. B. was buried in Gallatin, Tennessee.

He knew no one there.

After a couple of weeks, I decided to visit his gravesite.

Johnny, his brother, had promised to take money out of R. B.’s remaining funds to buy a headstone for his brother’s final resting place.

He didn’t. There was nothing permanent on R. B.’s plot—just a simple brass marker and weeds.

My stomach curdled. This was not right.

It was not my responsibility, but it was a needful soul moving.

I quickly abandoned any thought of chasing down Johnny, and instead, enlisted my daughter-in-law, Angy, to head the project of raising money for the stone.

We put a design together, and it turned out beautifully—even better than we could have hoped.

Truly, it was rather magnificent, honoring his best song.

The words were engraved above his name:

God’s Love Is Reaching Out to You

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Cracked 5 … September 26th, 2020

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Cracked 5

Things that are problems in a hospital

A. You are there

B. Everyone knows what they’re doing poorly

C. The gowns don’t gown

D. The food is made by someone who is desperately afraid to make food

E.   Hot nurses are out of bounds because you have some sort of goddam prickly on your pear

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Sit Down Comedy … September 25th, 2020

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Sit Down Comedy

Finally, a crazy idea that has its day.

All my life, I wanted to tell Earth the truth. To a certain degree I have done so, but I have reserved this particular statement for the occasion of my demise,

I thoroughly enjoyed my stay on Planet Earth.

I cannot understand why so many people are so bitchy about it.

The climate is pretty good—and if it’s not to your liking you can move around until you find the sunrise and sunset of your preference. After all, there is snow if you want it, rain if you need it, mountains to climb and valleys to plant.

What in the hell more do we need?

Please understand one thing: It is not acceptable to sit on the mountain and scream at the valley.

You are also not allowed to think that nice people are sons of bitches and pigeons just because they choose to be kind.

It is time to be militaristic about LOVE. Love does not have an army, so to speak, but it does have ammunition. It ranges from tenderness to intelligence to intuitiveness.

Love can rock the goddamn world.

  • The medical field does not work without it.
  • The government is being debunked from ignoring it.
  • The church is pious when separated from it.

Find good and you will find God.

It’s that extra little “o” that guarantees it.

Goodbye, human race.

I think you have a chance—if you insert love every time you want to do nothing.

3 Things … September 24th, 2020

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You Can Do to Burn Off Cynicism

1. Talk to a four-year-old

2. Visit a daycare

3. Trod in a forest

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