Even if you don't listen to contemporary Christian music, you've probably heard the song "I Can Only Imagine," a crossover hit by Bart Millard and Mercy Me.
The inspiration for the song came from a comment Bart's grandmother made after Bart's father's funeral: "Bart, I can only imagine what Bub must be seeing now."
Bart's relationship with his father had been rocky, to say the least. He described his dad as a monster who either beat him severely, or checked out completely, saying he didn't care what Bart did.
But, miraculously, Bart's father became a Christian. Bart had a front row seat to the dramatic changes in his father's life as he cared for him during final decline with pancreatic cancer.
I had seen the film of Bart's life by the same title as the song and was deeply touched. He said the original taping was six hours of material, so four of those had to be cut for the final product. He decided to write a memoir, also titled I Can Only Imagine, to tell the more complete story.
The first part of the book tells about Bart's family, his sports career coming to an end with an injury, his interest in music, and the last years of his father's life. The rest of the book tells about forming a band and the events leading to and following the release of the song "I Can Only Imagine." Through some amazing twists and turns, that song launched the band's career.
Bart said he was tempted to leave the story there with the fairy tale ending. But he went on to talk about his experiences with depression, his young son's diabetes, his unhealthy lifestyle, his mistaken spiritual beliefs that he had to somehow earn God's blessings by doing all the right things. As a Christian, he knew he was saved only by God's grace. But like so many of us, we forget living for Christ is is just as much by His grace.
A few quotes from the book:
Thank the Lord for the prayers and provision of grandmas! I'm not sure what would have happened to Stephen and me without those two sweet saints being the constants in our lives (p. 10, Kindle version).
I once heard a pastor say that when it comes to the sins of our fathers, we either repeat or repent (p. 55).
Isn't it interesting how some life-changing devastations are actually like the crossover switches on train tracks that take you in a totally new direction, often forcing you onto the path you were supposed to be on all along? God had certainly brought a divine interruption into my life, taking me out of sports and putting me into choir (pp. 61-62).
The moment I realized all of my creativity and talent was simply an overflow of a healthy relationship with Christ, everything changed (p. 172).
While I am here on earth, I am both a work in progress and already made whole because of the cross. I am a child of the risen King who will wrestle with the flesh. I'll win some and lose some, but it can never change how Christ sees me because the cross was enough! (p. 172).
I'm thankful Bart wrote this book and that I read it. It was just as touching and inspiring as the movie.
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