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Beautiful

This weekend Shelly was helping me clean out some things when we came upon a carefully wrapped karaoke machine.  It had been a gift to Kayla the previous Christmas and she loved to use it, being a singer like her mother.  The machine was the source of so many memories that after the accident we couldn't get rid of it and just packed it carefully so we could hang on to it for who knows how long.

But when we came upon it today we stopped in a long pause, thinking back to it's constant use those 5-6 months during the first part of 2004.  As Shelly looked at it I started doing something else until I heard her crying.  She had opened the door - something we had not done previously - and found a cassette "Imagine Me Without You" by Jaci Velasquez, making it likely the last song Kayla sang when using the machine.  Shelly remembered singing the song in church before giving it to Kayla.

In my life You're all that matters
In my eyes the only truth I see
When my hopes and dreams have shattered
You're the one that's there for me

Imagine me without You
I'd be lost and so confused
I wouldn't last a day without You there to see me
through
Imagine me without You
Lord You know it's just impossible
Because of You it's all brand new
My life is now worthwhile
I can't imagine me without You

She remembered the words well and I hugged her as hard as I could.  We looked up the video on You Tube and watched the background pictures of clouds in the sky, and had another burst of emotion when the video ended showing John 14:27 'My Peace I Give to You.'  It was sort of like, Mom and Dad, Jesus is talking to you in this verse - you know exactly where I am.

In Ryan's book he talks about the loving touches Jesus gives us every now and then about Kayla.  After taking in this precious reminder today I went out the front door and was slightly startled to see a small bird sitting in the flower pot, not two feet from me.  I thought, "Well, of course."  We've been in this home three years already and not once have I come out of the door, garage or whatever, to have a little bird sitting there looking at me, in no hurry whatsoever and as a matter of fact, looking pretty comfortable around me. 

Just a complete hug from our Lord today.

Craig