“I look to you”

Where were you when you heard that Whitney died? I remember where I was.

It was a Sunday; I was on my way to church. Driving. On the radio, the DJ was playing Whitney back to back. It was ominous, because this is what radio DJs do when an artiste dies— they play her songs on repeat all day.

“This is not good,” I said to my girlfriend, who was in the car with me. “I hope this woman is not dead… I hope this woman is not dead… I hope this woman is not dead…I hope this woman is not deadI hope this woman is not deadI hope this woman is not deadIhopethiswomanisnotdeadIhopethiswomanisnotdead.”

After the third song, the DJ said, “So sad… she was such a superstar. RIP Whitney Houston.”

I wept.

Twas the first time I would shed a tear for any celebrity. I never cared that much for them. Michael Jackson died, I was like, Wow… he’s gone to rest. But Whitney Houston died? I lost it.

Her death was particularly painful for me because it looked like she was getting better. She was finding peace, after all.

Whitney’s life started promisingly, there was a lot hope and joy— especially after she found her voice and then became the Voice. But then, something happened. Maybe you know what happened.

Ultimately, I know from her life that, it is possible to have fame and fortune and still be lost. You could be flush with cash or broke af and still be a stranger to yourself.

We’ll be the luckiest we can ever be if we get to discover what we truly are, are humble enough to accept help when it’s offered, and wise enough to commit to the things that make us feel useful to the world.

Because it’s another Sunday, and also just because, here are the lyrics to one of the best songs ever performed by Whitney. RIP Whitney; if there’s an afterlife, hope you’re good now:

I Look To You

As I lay me down
Heaven hear me now
I’m lost without a cause
After giving it my all

Winter storms have come
And darkened my sun
After all that I’ve been through
Who on earth can I turn to

I look to you
I look to you

After all my strength is gone
In you I can be strong

I look to you
I look to you

Yeah

And when melodies are gone
In you I hear a song
I look to you

About to lose my breath
There’s no more fighting left
Sinking to rise no more
Searching for that open door

And every road that I’ve taken
Led to my regret
And I don’t know if I’m gonna make it
Nothing to do but lift my head

I look to you
I look to you

Yeah

And when all my strength is gone
In you I can be strong

I look to you
I look to you

Oh yeah

And when melodies are gone
In you I hear a song
I look to you…

(Bridge)
My levees are broken
My walls have come
Tumbling down on me

The rain is falling
Defeat is calling
I need you to set me free

Take me far away from the battle
I need you
Shine on me

I look to you
I look to you

After all my strength is gone
In you I can be strong

I look to you
I look to you

And when melodies are gone
In you I hear a song

I look to you
I look to you
I look to you

 

*Sorry if this post made you emotional.
*Cover photo: The New York Times

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