Right Here, Right Now

Watching the World? Wake Up.

Jesus Jones was "watching the world wake up from history" back in 1991. Over thirty years later, the waking up hasn’t stopped. If anything, it’s accelerating.

This song was everywhere back then. I remember it playing through my radio while I explored dungeons in Zelda on the NES. I was 12, the same age my son is now. Back then, the magic of life was OBVIOUS. Somewhere along the way, I stopped noticing it.

But the truth is, magic never went anywhere. It’s still here, waiting for us—right here, right now.

Suffering and Sin

Yesterday, I attended mass for the one-year anniversary of my sister Lesley’s passing. As I listened to the priest talk about the resurrection of Christ, I noticed the crucifix hanging behind the altar. There it is—the ubiquitous symbol of Christianity. Fixated on the suffering, the flesh, the material world that spirituality claims to transcend.

Do we DOUBT the resurrection? That’s the title of the album this song comes from—Doubt. And this song? It’s a spell. Do you doubt that?

Suffering isn’t wrong. It’s a signal, a doorway, an invitation to pay attention to what hurts. Jesus showed us that suffering is inevitable, woven into life itself, and into the beauty and selflessness of the crucifixion. But when suffering becomes the end of the story—when we cling to it, glorify it, let it define us—that’s the sin. That’s what keeps us stuck.

Suffering isn’t failure. It’s not something to avoid or fix. The material world isn’t wrong, either. It’s not "all there is" in the way we think—it’s not separate from spirit. The material world is the spiritual world. When we wake up, we begin to recognize the language of spirit: the symbolism, the patterns, the connections. They’ve always been there, waiting for us to accept them—and in that acceptance, they reveal their beauty.

And not only that—we begin to move beyond doubt. We start to accept what’s REALLY possible.

The Three Days of Doubt

Three days. That’s how long it took. Three days of "doubt." Three days of silence, confusion, and uncertainty. Then Jesus simply woke up.

The resurrection wasn’t a grand spectacle. It was quiet. Personal. He just woke up. And that’s the real magic—not something distant or untouchable, but something we’re all capable of.

The artist’s name, Jesus Jones, reminds us that following Jesus isn’t about idolizing him or pushing him away by ending the story in our minds and hearts with his death. It’s about seeing what he showed us is possible: waking up to the magic that’s already here. Right here. Right now.