Time is such an intangible thing. I hate and love time. Time is both a gift from God, and a disciplinarian. What I wouldn't give to hug these two people again. Just once.
We lost Randall Ward late last night. Too young. I believe that it's not a coincidence that those my Dad had strong bonds with have died relatively young. Natural causes, yes. But, something in these men who were so unlike each other bonded them together. Perhaps it was Jesus, who knew these men would need to help each other when their turn came.
I'm so grateful too, of the time spent. Of the time God granted us. God still grants us time. Open your eyes to the people around you.
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