(cont. from Part 1)
J.D. Sumner recalls a woman who
approached the stage in Vegas with a crown which set atop a pillow. Elvis asked
her what it was. She responded, “It’s for you. ‘Cause you’re the King.” With
this, Elvis took her hand, smiled, and exclaimed, “No honey, I’m not the King.
Christ is the King. I’m just a singer.”
If Elvis was
a king, he was very much like an historical king of the same exclusive
notoriety, and very much the same failings. King David. And yet, God refers to
this king as, “a man after my own heart.”
Elvis, Maude Aimee, Rex and J.D. Sumner were sequestered into a large closet in order to have some privacy and speak about spiritual matters. “I could see he was reaching back to his childhood when he used to play his guitar and go to church and sing church songs,” recalled Humbard. “And I could see he was reaching back to the past–that spirituality, that feeling that he had years and years before that had been planted in his heart.”
What really shook Elvis up during their time together was when Maude Aimee told Elvis about her prayer that he would become a “bell sheep” for God.
As Elvis asked her about what that meant, she explained: “In the Holy Land, they put a bell on one sheep and when it moves all the rest of the flock moves with him. I have been praying for years for you, Elvis, that you would become a bell sheep.
If you fully dedicated your life to God you could lead millions of people into the kingdom of the Lord.” According to Humbard, “Elvis went all to pieces. He started crying. She really shook him up by that statement.”
As the four of them held hands and prayed, “he rededicated his heart to the Lord,” recalled Humbard. “I asked God to bless him and to send His spirit into his heart and meet his every need.” Right after their prayer time, Maude Aimee went to the hotel gift shop and purchased a symbolic bell with a little diamond in it.
During the evening’s second show, Elvis held up the small bell and smiled to Maude Aimee and then dedicated “How Great Thou Art” to the Humbard’s. (Steve Beard)
And so, like
King David, Elvis found himself supplicating at the foot of the cross
throughout the course of his stardom, and based on the foregoing and other
accounts, he continued ‘to run to the altar’ and, no doubt, prayed similar
words to that former king of so long ago.
Have mercy on me, O God,
according to your steadfast love;
according to your abundant mercy
blot out my transgressions.
2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity,
and cleanse me from my sin!
according to your steadfast love;
according to your abundant mercy
blot out my transgressions.
2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity,
and cleanse me from my sin!
3 For I know my transgressions,
and my sin is ever before me.
4 Against you, you only, have I sinned
and done what is evil in your sight,
and my sin is ever before me.
4 Against you, you only, have I sinned
and done what is evil in your sight,
(Psalm 51:1-4)
Now, if I were a legalist and assigned
the most severe interpretation to the holy writ, I would say that when Elvis
breathed his last on that fateful day in August of 1977, there can be little
doubt that he ‘split hell wide open.’
…Well, I honestly don’t believe that.
It has been reported that as Elvis sat
in (or on) that familiar place in his upstairs bathroom at Graceland that
evening, and as he sustained his fatal heart attack, he was reading a book
related to the Shroud of Turin.
Now I don’t know if Elvis ever sang
that wonderful old hymn, “Oh Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go,” but it might well
have been his unofficial theme song. God’s love simply refused to let him go,
and followed him throughout his rather short, complicated, and sometimes
contrary life.
And while I believe that Elvis is ‘safe
in the arms of Jesus’ as a pastoral counselor and mentor, but more importantly
an evangelical Christian, I’m not sure Elvis fulfilled Maude Aimee Humbard’s
prophetic utterance that he would become God’s ‘bell sheep,’ nor that he led
millions into the Kingdom; (outside
of his own earthly kingdom).
I think that while Elvis excelled in
the gift which he knew and loved best, in terms of that most crucial facet of his
life, his spiritual character, and the ‘bell sheep’ he might have become, he
fell short.
Nonetheless, I believe ‘the king’ has
stepped down from the stage, shed his ‘fancy duds’ and is at this moment
standing shoulder to shoulder with a billion other worshippers, and enjoying
the presence of THE KING.
I can almost make out the words of
their song,
O Cross that liftest up my
head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.
(I may be biased in favor of Elvis. I'm glad I don't have to make a decision about his eternal disposition).
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I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.
(I may be biased in favor of Elvis. I'm glad I don't have to make a decision about his eternal disposition).
By William McDonald, PhD. From (Mc)Donald's Daily Diary. Vol. 41. Copyright pending
If you wish to copy, share or save this blog, please include the credit line, above
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