Friday; February 2
In the early morning hours of February
3, 1959 a small plane took off from a Mason City, Iowa airport carrying some
pretty valuable cargo. Onboard the plane
were Charles Holley, Richard Valenzuela and J. P. Richardson. The plane was headed to the Fargo, North
Dakota, but it never arrived. The plane
crashed in a field near Clear Lake, Iowa and, according to Don McLean, it
signaled the day that music died. The
tragedy that took the lives of the three music entertainers and their pilot has
been the subject of history (and a lot legend), but as we look back on the
event we can’t help but see that it shaped our perspective. Who knows what would have happened to the
careers of Buddy Holly, Richie Valens or the Big Bopper, but because of their
untimely deaths they are forever ingrained in music history. Maybe they are more popular now than they
ever would have been if their careers had merely faded into obscurity.
How do we approach the difficult times
in our lives? Do we allow them to scar
us or suck the life out of us or do we use them as building blocks for future
success? Do they drive us into hiding or
do they provide us with a chance to stand up and stand out? We have a tendency to lament struggles and
see them as the beginning of the end, but sometimes they are just what we need
to set us on our own meteoric rise.
Please do not misunderstand me. I am not advocating that we end our lives to
gain fame or even seek out hardships just so we can get ahead, my point is that
taking on the role of a fighter rather than a victim can bring a positive slant
on struggles. The fact of life is that
we are going to have some challenging times – the question for us is what are
we going to do with them?
Think about it!