Sunday, January 9, 2011

Special Privilege

Tonight I talked with some dear friends whom I haven't seen in a few weeks.  Their father and father-in-law died recently, and I haven't seen them since the funeral.  He was an artist.  They explained to me that he was in the process of painting a picture of their daughter and left it unfinished when he died, and asked me if I'd finish the painting.

I told them yes, that I would be honored to do that.  What a very, very special privilege. All of life IS very special, isn't it.

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