Fly Like an Eagle

We went to Greensburg today.  There is a buyback place for DVD's and we went to Target and Sonic of course.  Then rushed up to Pitt to Ikea.  I love Ikea.  Of course, it makes me mad because when we move away, the odds of being close to Ikea are slim, and I'm going to be happy to have Target and Sonic right where I live instead of an hour away, but at the expense of Ikea?  I think I'll just move to Greensburg.  Too bad I didn't get a job at UPG instead of UPJ.

So on the way, I pop another Abel CD into the stereo.  I have hardly been in my office where the few other CD's I own are stored, so until next week, that is what is available.  This morning it was the Steve Miller Band.  Maybe he was right and we didn't belong together.  I asked about a few other bands I really loved (classic rock for $200 Alex) and he didn't have them.  I would like some Hall & Oates, Alan Parsons Project, and the Cure.  Kimberly says she hates the song Fly Like an Eagle.

I don't faint because I am driving.  But I wonder how she is my kid.  Or even her father's daughter, because he too loves this song and in fact, he was jealous that I also had the Lynyrd Skynrd CD which he wanted.  Maybe I'm attracted to men who like Sweet Home Alabama, but I seriously doubt Abel has ever been there.  Neither has my ex, but he was born on an army base in Germany and has lived just about every where else in the U.S.  He ought to come into the truth where he will have good enough friends to burn CD's for him.  Not only do we have truth, but we also have each other.

I asked her if she even knew what the song meant.  She said it's probably some hippie junk like John Denver singing about rocky mountain high as in high as a kite on drugs.  "Come on, Mom," she says.  "Fly, seriously!"

Here are the lyrics to the most meaningful verse and chorus:

Feed the babies

Who don't have enough to eat

Shoe the children

With no shoes on their feet

House the people

Livin' in the street

Oh, oh, there's a solution

I want to fly like an eagle

To the sea

Fly like an eagle

Let my spirit carry me

I want to fly like an eagle

Till I'm free

Fly through the revolution

I asked her if she knew what the national symbol of the American government was and she said the flag.  I said no, that is the symbol of the United States, the union of the 13 original colonies (stripes) and the complete 50 states (stars) but what else, and she said the Buffalo nickel just to be talking.

The eagle!  I yelled.  The bald eagle.

Oh, she said back.

Steve Miller is actually singing a song of political protest.  Why do we live in a country where children are shoeless, people are homeless, and anyone goes hungry?

Because the whole world is lying in the power of the wicked one.

And I listened to this song again, and I wanted to sing to the whole world what the solution was, so simple but they won't see, that God's kingdom is the answer.

I'd like to knock on Steve Miller's door.