Coldplay

Today, after I had recorded a song of mine, I turned on the radio and they played Coldplay#vivalavida. I listened closely to the lyrics and they brought tears in my eyes. When having heard the song before I always had problems with the emphasis oft he word ‚missionary‘ and I never knew if I would like the song or not. But today I thought oft he early times of Christianity and of Saulus who became Paulus and oft he first missionaries who were healing and performing miracles in Jesus name.

Then I remembered when I was in London once. One morning I felt so bad and all my muscles seemed distorted, my back was aching very much. Had no choice but to go to the next massage ‘shop’. And there was Ana, from Romania. She smiled a smile that made me feel welcome and warm at once. During the massage we talked a little and she asked me spontaneously, if I would believe in Jesus. Well, that is a theme that would make me talk for hours without being just under the soft pressure of a beautiful nice woman, but I knew what she meant. I said yes and I meant it. Immediately I felt a strong flow down my back and I seemed to sink softly a little deeper. The massage was so!! wonderful. Afterwards all my pain was gone and I visited the next church, bowed down in the middle of the archway and as I lifted my head I looked in the eyes of an Afro American woman sitting on the bench. She approved what I did, we smiled at each other as one.

Anyway, I was staying in a real cheap Airbnb at this time and a few days later I had the same back problems again. So I visited the massage ‘shop’ again, but this day there was no Ana. I felt the very regular rhythm of a seemingly mute Chinese masseur (nothing against the Chinese culture, there is great ancient wisdom) and after ten minutes I could not help myself to say something. As I have been working for thirty years as a physiotherapist I really did not want to embarrass the young guy, but suggested quietly if it would be possible to slow the rhythm a little bit down. But it was not his rhythm, anyway. I don’t know what he was thinking of when beating up my flesh, but afterwards I felt the same way as before. A little bit worse, because I left some of my hard earned money at the massage ‘shop’.

And all this I remembered just by hearing#Coldplay.

Well done, Boys!