Mar 8, 2012


Noun: 1. 1. A sentimental longing for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations.

2. 2. The evocation of these feelings or tendencies, esp. in commercialized form.

Synonyms: Homesickness

Davey Jones died this week. I guess that's what happens when you turn 50. You start to notice when other people are dying. The truth is, I didn't even know he was still alive. I was very shocked to find out he was only 16 years older than me.

On Saturday mornings my sister and I would all sit around the television and watch "The Monkees". Sure, it was a ripoff of the Beatles, but much classier more fun. I remember their hit songs, "Daydream Believer" and "I'm a Believer". I guess it was popular being a believer in the 1960s.

My children find it hard to believe that there were only four television stations growing up. ABC, NBC, CBS, and the local feed KPHO. Because of that, television was a unifying force. Everyone wanted to know who shot JR. Everyone knew The Professor and Mary Ann and the youngest one in curls. But today, everyone has their own favorite shows and the only one we can all agree on in my family is Psych.

Maybe it's because I'm feeling under the weather, but today I am homesick for my youth. I long for the time when I would sit and watch "The Monkees" with my sister. I long for the late nights playing tag under the streetlight. I long for the lazy summer afternoons of swimming in our pool. I long for the short bike ride to the Circle K to buy a large pickle for 5 cents. (You reached in with your hand and pulled one from the pickle juice). I long for my home-made phaser and fighting Romulans with my best friend Stacy Tsantilas.

I didn't need to worry about anything because that was my mom and dad's job. They were the grownups. Well today I am the grownup.

When I get to heaven, I want to sit by the pool all day. And then I will go inside and watch every episode of the Monkees with my sister. Then, we'll go outside and play tag until Dad calls us in for dinner.


Pastor David Hook

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