Isle of Dreams

Since I was a little boy, I knew the O’Hara family well. You see, my family joined their father’s church, “Holy Metropolitan M.B. Church” when I was in my early teens. My mother was a staunch Christian, and taught us the word of God from birth. Singing in the service of God was all too familiar to me. My family was well known around St. Louis as the gospel group, “The Williams Singers”, comprised of family members, uncles, and my mother, no less! I played the drums for ten years with them, sang in the choir at the O’Hara’s church where we joined, and eventually served on the deacon’s board under their father, “Bishop Leon P. O’Hara” for many years.

My mother kept me busy, what with playing drums in our family’s band, singing in the choir, and working in the church, this was her way of keeping me off drugs and alcohol as a teenager. I was blessed, but I lacked other virtues such as patience and humility. Michael had always admired my voice when I would sing solos in the choir, and when he began to build the cast from St. Louis, he reached back and asked me to join. By then, I had married one of his sisters, Jeri, and it seemed to be the right thing to do, to keep the family involved in the ministry he and Robert were putting together.

I was content to sing the backgrounds, but the role of “Lazarus” came up, and Michael asked me to take it. I gladly accepted it, and now realize how close to it I am in my own life. I have learned that one must die to one’s own self, if one is going to be reborn again in Christ. I have learned patience and humility through the death of my desires, and the birth of God’s will for me!

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