george and jesus

George's dad has died. I think it was yesterday at 3:30 a.m.

Because I know George and how Jesus shines out of him I like to imagine the people around George, watching him, getting to know him.

It's as if I can see the expressions on their faces: the smiles, the heads slightly tilted to one side as they wonder about this man, and try to figure out what is different about him.

It's Jesus, of course. And God will bring good from this thing that has happened. Without ever being there I know in my heart that in some way hearts were touched, and souls were turned towards our maker, and lives will be changed.

We love you George and our prayers surround you.