You know me. Always serious as a heart attack.
Side note (right here at the front of this article): apparently there are people who look up what “serious as a heart attack” means. Seems like it’s self-evident. But I guess that’s just me. Anyway…what’s any of this got to do with anything I ever talk about? Plenty.
You might have already guessed I’m not always as serious as a heart attack.
In fact, I’m almost never that serious. But the reason I bring up the saying, or phrase, or whatever you wanna call it is to share a connection with music again. Yeah, music and heart attacks.
Another article about it popped up on my radar today. And it mentioned how some doctors believe “music therapy can help all patients after a heart attack.” And after monitoring heart attack patients they also said, “Thirty minutes a day of listening to music reduced anxiety, pain sensation and pain distress.”
So music can help. And it doesn’t hurt. Hmm…that sounds like something worth adding to protocols for better recovery. Because anything that can help alleviate anxiety, fear, and pain for any of life’s challenges is worth having. Right? And since the Bible says “faith comes by hearing”, then it seems reasonable to think health comes by listening.
Of course, doctors don’t recommend music as the only treatment for heart attack patients. They recommend adding it to the regimen of proper medications and exercise. But I thought it was mighty cool how much credence was given to music for its healthy benefits. And that brings up the obvious question…
Which one IS the best medicine? Laughter? Or music? (hint: it’s a trick question)
Laughter And Love
And so, for the moment…dream
Of the days to come
When you’ll learn to run in fields of green.
You’ll laugh when you’re feeling right.
When you’re feeling wrong,
You will cry for things you’ve not yet seen.
Oh, but your laughter means so much more, you’ll see.
So, think of the life you’ll live,
Of the smiles you’ll give,
And remember love to all you know.
For years come and go so fast,
Present fades to past
All that’s left is pastel afterglow.
Yes, but your laughter means so much more, you’ll see.
Living a life that is empty of joy
Can be no more than living in pain,
But a life that is lived much in laughter and love
Can be relived again and again.
© 1977 & 2020 Tony Funderburk
Grab some Merch
Or how about some music for kids