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He stood on stage in front of six hundred people and told the story of his life thus far. He was modest, sincere, and inspiring.
For twenty years they were a family of two. They loved God, each other, and music. They both sang and played multiple instruments. Their strengths were complementary, forming the perfect duet in life.
If you asked anyone who knew him they would tell you he was the epitome of a good Christian man. He was kind, caring, hardworking, and looked out for others.
She went through life making plans, sometimes for herself, and sometimes for others. No one would have called her selfish, and yet everyone knew her tendency to plan life on her own terms.
Some of the most vivid memories I have of my dad involve his storytelling. As a child I loved the voices he would make as he read books to us. But that kind of storytelling is not what I am referring to here.
The other day a friend was juggling conflicting schedules and needs. She was being pulled in multiple directions and trying to “do it all.” I told her you really can’t, at least not all of the time.