All Will Be Well

So...here's what sucks about working in the news business. When there is a lot of bad news, it tends to get to me. Over the past week, we've had several fatal accidents in our viewing area--a couple involving young children--and all of them really tragic. One was a Purdue ROTC student driving his new motorcycle on his nineteenth birthday who got run over by a semi. Another was a small bus with four kids that got hit by a dump truck, killing all four kids. Another involved a five-year-old who was ejected from a car during a crash and died at the scene. And last night we had another fatal accident.

The weirdest thing is, most of these (as far as we know) had nothing to do with alcohol or drugs; they were just caused by people not paying attention. It could have been anyone on any given day just not being aware of things or kind of just operating in auto-pilot, which all of us do every day. It just feels kind of inexplicable--like it's almost easier to understand it when there's alcohol or something else involved. I don't know if that makes sense. But anyway, it's just been really sad to hear, see, watch, listen to, and talk about this stuff every day, and to come in the next day only to find more of the same.

Also, the economy is down and that puts a damper on a lot of things. And it's not fun to come in every night and see how much the Dow has dropped; not that it's made much of an impact on my life yet, because I don't really have much money to begin with, but these things have a way of affecting every other aspect of life, so you can't help but feel the tension.

There's this song I've been listening to a lot that kind of helps me get through the mornings sometimes called "All Will Be Well," and it's just kind of a good reminder in a way that ultimately none of this economic stuff is going to matter and that while death is sometimes very tragic, in another way it's a path to something better. After the accident involving the four kids from Monticello, the Twin Lakes school department made sure to have counselors on hand at school to help the students deal with the loss of their classmates. And the superintendant said something like, "Sometimes kids just need to be reassured that everything is going to be OK."

I think sometimes adults have to be reassured that everything is going to be OK too.

Did I just call myself an adult?

Here's the song:

"All Will Be Well" by the Gabe Dixon Band

The new day dawns,
And I am practicing my purpose once again.
It is fresh and it is fruitful if I win but if I lose,
Ooh, I don’t know.
I will be tired but I will turn and I will go,
Only guessing til I get there then I’ll know,
Oh oh oh, I will know.

All the children walking home past the factories
Could see the light that’s shining in my window as I write this song to you.
All the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel the love that radiates
Illuminating what I know is true,
All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself,
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.

The winter’s cold,
But the snow still lightly settles on the trees.
And a mess is still a moment I can seize until I know,
That all will be well.
Even though sometimes this is hard to tell,
And the fight is just as frustrating as hell
All will be well.

All the children walking home past the factories,
Could see the light that’s shining in my window as I write this song to you.
All the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel the love that radiates
Illuminating what I know is true
All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.

Keep it up and don’t give up
And chase your dreams and you will find
All in time.

All the children walking home past the factories
Could see the light that’s shining in my window as I write this song to you.
All the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel the love that radiates
Illuminating what I know is true,
All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself,
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.

All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself,
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.

You can ask me how but only time will tell.