For the healing that would flow from His own scars
From Mullins and My Deliverer
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He’d been practicing the part of Joseph for the church Christmas program and was keeping up a gruelling schedule between rehearsals, performances and his full-time job. He was HIV positive and taking the miracle-working drugs that prevented AIDS; however, they often zapped his energy. At some point, he went off the drugs so he’d have the energy to play Joseph. Not long after the production, he got sick, developed AIDS and died.
Even though I did not know him personally, when they announced in church that he had died, I sobbed like I’d been his best friend. Today, as I meditated on his worship of God and the talent he shared with friends and strangers far and wide during his time on earth, I felt this whisper in my spirit: “Tell the world I am in heaven! I am happy! I am no longer chained. I am no longer in torment.”
All of this has reminded me of a song by the dear, late Rich Mullins, My Deliverer. How appropriate that it begins with this line:
Joseph took his wife and her child and they went
To Africa to escape the rage of a deadly king
There along the banks of the Nile, Jesus listened
To the song that the captive children used to sing.
They were singing
My Deliverer is coming – my Deliverer is standing by
May all those suffering with AIDS escape the rage of this deadly disease. May God use our hands to hasten the miracle. Here is a a YouTube video link to My Deliverer put to clips of the movie The Gospel of John.