There Comes A Time

Back in the day, Panam Percy Paul, or P to the power of 3, (as I sometimes called him in my head) was the stuvs. I danced to his androgynous high pitched voice, I sang to it, I washed plates to it. It''s not surprising that a lot of his lyrics have stuck in my head over the years. A few days ago, I found myself singing this one:

There comes a time in everybody's life,

There comes a time in everybody's life,

When you've got to make up your mind,

When you've got to make a decision,

You've got to choose who you will follow,

You've got to say who you believe in,

This past year, I've spent a lot of time questioning what I believe, weighing it, measuring it, going back on myself, sifting through the minutiae of the doctrines I follow and I'm glad I went through this period. However, as P to the power of 3 crooned, there comes a time that you have to make up your mind. At some point after you've fully confused yourself, and fully unravelled your thoughts and fully tied yourself into knots to untie them again, you have to say this is the way and I will walk in it.

I've chosen now and I'm glad.

I will follow Jesus, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.

I couldn't find the video for this song so I put the link to another one of the vintage Panams.

P.S

I don't understand the dancing baby either.