to live beautifully.

This evening, I found out from my pastor, and good friend, that his father had passed away this morning. As Bill talked about how happy he was for his wonderful father that he gets to go see his Father, I started thinking about how incredibly thankful I am for this man I've never met. Truly, if he hadn't been such a good father to Bill, and raised him like he did, then I would never have had Bill's positive influence on my life. He wouldn't have performed my marriage ceremony with absolute perfection 11 days ago. And beyond me, he may not have met his wife and changed her life for the better. Or made a difference in the lives of the kids he teaches and coaches at the high school.

What I'm trying to say is that it just entirely blew my mind to think about how a man I've never met, Bill's father, has indirectly affected my life and the lives of so many other people. It shows that our actions, the way we live our lives are actually far bigger than us. It stretches to the people we know and to the people that they know and on and on.

It makes me want to live beautifully.