Today is the 20th anniversary of Rich Mullins untimely death. I never got to see Rich perform, but I’ve listened to enough of his music and read enough of his writings to feel like I knew him, at least a little bit.
To this day I struggle with the darkness, I struggle to find peace. I don’t know how to think about the idea of God loving me. I don’t know what that experience looks like. But in Rich I have someone who did, so I try to learn from him as I learn what God’s love is.
There’s a wideness in God’s mercy
I cannot find in my own
And He keeps His fire burning
To melt this heart of stone
Keeps me aching with a yearning
Keeps me glad to have been caught
In the reckless raging fury
That they call the love of God
He is one of my Patron Ragamuffins, and he is sorely missed.