My Memory of Michael Jackson

Living in Southern California we see the traffic...we see the craziness...we see our dollars being spent on the circus that is surrounding the Memorial of Michael Jackson. Is it a little crazy?...yes...BUT as I read and listen I am a little saddened by our response. I have heard more bad jokes and whining about MJ and the bad press that follows him. Yes, I agree he was a little strange...all the surgeries, the trials, and the crazy names for his kids...Blanket, really? However, as a Christian I can't see why any of that matters. When I die....I pray, for my childrens sake, that you don't talk about how I got a divorce, how I had sex out of marriage and produced a child from that, I ask that you don't talk about how I was a liar, how I hurt people. If anything, I pray that you remember that I was one of God's children too. And so I will remember that MJ brought people together with this wonderful song....how he made a difference in people's life's, how he wrote songs that brought up real stuff, and that the same God that loves and died for me loves and died for MJ also.