I find myself thinking of  you this evening.

I find myself praying for you this evening.

May you embody the voice of your father.

You saw him, you have the visual.

He loved you, you loved him.

You just don’t have his voice in your head. It isn’t remembered, at least not the way you want it to.

Well, tonight I pray that you embody your father’s voice.

Let him sing through you.

Tim

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