Long-time rock guitar player Joe Walsh released a song with the above title in 1978. It’s an unusual song, one that only a creative mind could write; but it is based on Walsh’s lifestyle at the time. His story has been told many times by reporters and by himself; heavily dependent on alcohol and drugs he lived his life in a stupor that left him with few memories from those years. His song talks of “tearing out hotel walls”, “they say I’m crazy but I have a good time”, “lucky I’m still sane after all I’ve been through”, and “ I go to parties sometimes until four; it’s hard to leave when you can’t find the door”.
But somewhere in the middle of all of the craziness, Walsh apparently realized the impending destruction and he quit all of it. Wikipedia says, “Walsh admits to having struggled with alcohol and drug addictions for most of his early career and has been in recovery since 1993. In 1989 while touring with New Zealand band Herbs, Walsh experienced an “epiphany” during a visit to an ancient Māori pā site in the Hawke’s Bay region. In 2004 on a return visit to New Zealand, Walsh described the experience and referred to it as the beginning of his recovery from his addiction. Walsh related the story that in 1994 he woke up after blacking out on an airplane to Paris. When he arrived, he had his passport, but did not remember getting on the plane. That was his turning point, and he has been sober ever since.”
That doesn’t really sound like a good life to me. Maybe the good part about it is he survived to tell the stories, but I don’t think any addict would say that’s a “good life”. But I can make the same statement: “Life’s Been Good” to me. Sure there have been hard times, other times I would like to forget but when taken over the entire 65 years of my life the good far outweighs the bad and I have been very
lucky, fortunate, blessed. And it seems the longer I live the better it gets; I know I’m more appreciative of it. [Update: Some things just don’t transfer from Word to WordPress and I usually type everything in Word first. The words in the original typed version “lucky” and “fortunate” were struck through. I realize that I’m neither lucky or fortunate, but I am definitely blessed and I wanted to make that distinction.]
“Find rest, O my soul, in God alone, my hope comes from Him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.” Ps 62: 5-6