@mamajite
Like you, I have a love of music that has helped me through some of my dark days. I had opportunity to meet Ms Ruthie Foster when she came through Saint Augustine, opening for Robert Cray. I shared my Merkel Cell Carcinoma story with her and how her music really helped me in my fear.
I am an old soldier and thought myself pretty fearless and unafraid in those days, but cancer was a completely different enemy, one that I had to rely on others (thank God for our great medical providers) to fight. I could not physically fight this enemy, only receive the treatments and wait to see if they were effective.
I am also a man of faith, and her song reminded me not to fear in this life. My father, late in his time with ALS/Lou Gehrig's, also reminded me. We have nothing to fear in this life. Our end is universal, and the hope of eternal life is what sustained him and which Ruthie reminded me of.

Oh you know that
Oh you know that
You know that death came a-knockin' on my mother's door
Singin' "Come on, mother, ain't ya ready to go?"
And my mother stooped down, buckled up her shoes
And she moved on down by the Jordan stream
And then she shout
"Hallelujah! Done, done my duty!
Got on my travelin' shoes"
......
You know when death comes a-knockin' on my front door
Singin' "Come on, sister, ain't ya ready to go?"
I'm gonna stoop right down, buckle up my shoes
And I'll move on down by the Jordan stream
And then I'll shout
"Hallelujah! Done, done my duty!
Got on my travelin' shoes"