So, I am sitting here thinking and trying to get ready for our fall retreat for our High School Ministry at FBC, and I am just drawing blanks. I feel like I’m not firing on all cylinders. I look back at the course of the last two weeks and realize that it is blurry. There are a few moments that I remember with razor sharp accuracy. However, the minutes and hours have all kind of fuzzed over into one big painful memory. [For those of you who may be jumping in you can read about what I’m talking about, here, here, here, and here. You can click here to see my dad’s testimony.]
Today I got back the video from my dad’s memorial service, and I wanted to share this one video with you. I promise that I won’t inundate you with video’s and other stuff, but this is to special not to share.
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After watching this over and over again I find it amazing to think about the way that my dad, even when unable to speak, continued to touch people’s lives. So many people take for granted how much their actions speak; how much their lives speak.
What is your life speaking right about now?
~Peter