Leroi Moore: 1961-2008

August 20, 2008

As regular readers of the blog may know, the Dave Matthews Band has been on my heart in recent months, as I’ve pondered the joy I have in much of their music though it does not come from a Christian perspective. On and off for the past 8 years I have prayed for the members of the band, that God would so work in their lives that they would consciously desire to magnify Jesus Christ with the great gifts that He has blessed them with.

With that in view, I was particularly hit hard this morning when I read that Leroi Moore, the saxophonist for the band, died yesterday at the age of 46 due to complications that arose from an ATV accident he had in June.

Please join me in praying for his family and for the band, that God would use this situation to open their eyes to the hope that is found in Christ.

I found it…hope-giving (?) that the band opened their concert last night with a song called Bartender:

If I go
Before I’m old
Oh, brother of mine
Please don’t forget me if I go

Bartender, please
Fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free
After three days in the ground

Oh, and if I die
Before my time
Oh, sweet sister of mine
Please don’t regret me if I die

Bartender, please
Fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free
After three days in the ground

Bartender, please
Fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free
After three days in the ground

I’m on bended knees, I pray
Bartender, please

When I was young, I never think about it
Now I can’t get it out of my mind

I’m on bended knees
Father, please

Oh, and if all this gold
Should steal my soul away
Oh, sweet mother of mine
Please redirect me in this gold…

Bartender, you see
The wine that’s drinking me
Came from the vine that strung Judas from the Devil’s tree
His roots deep, deep in the ground

Bartender, you see
The wine that’s drinking me
Came from the vine that strung Judas from the Devil’s tree
His roots deep, deep in the ground

In the Ground…

I’m on bended knees
Oh, Bartender, please

I’m on bended knees
Father, please

When I was young, I never think about it
Now I just wanna run and die

I’m on bended knees
Oh, Bartender, please
Bartender, please…

Posted by Larry | Filed Under Prayer, Seeking Him