Greetings from all of us here at Serenity Now.
Thank you for your never ending support of us. It’s what keeps us going.
The other day I heard a story I wanted to share with you. It’s a story of a young man who loved music. However, it seemed that the chips were stacked against him. It was the 1930’s, he lived in Mississippi, and he was African-American. Need I say more?
He knew he couldn’t pay his bills just pursuing his music. So he was also sharecropping. I don’t know if you know much about sharecropping, but after a little research I found out that it was an extremely hard way to make very little money. He was working his fingers to the bone and still struggling to keep his head above water. Finally, in an act of desperation, he turned to illegal activity by making moonshine in a garage.
One day he had two Caucasian men knock on the door of the garage. I can’t imagine what must have gone through his head under the circumstances. Did he think they were coming to arrest him or even worse (considering the climate of the country at the time)?
The men told him that they were from the Library of Congress and were wanting to record folk music. From the locals they had heard that he was the best, as far as the “blues”.
Once the recording was made he was able to pursue his music full time. His name is McKinley Morganfield; better known as “Muddy Waters”.
This story touched my heart. Sometimes I feel like we are doing our very best, however the clouds don’t seem to part, but then the Universe pulls a rabbit out of a hat and magic happens.
I am so ready for all of us to experience this magic. We deserve it as the children of the Most High God.