Uncle Dave

I found this old photo of my uncle Dave. I had never seen it before. He really reminds me of myself in looks, and a few of my cousins. Kelly and Tom the most. I don't ever remember seeing him a suit. He was always a band member to me. Kind of like a hippie. He has had a tragic life. He did just have a reunion with the little girl in the photo-- who is his daughter whom I have never even met. I never met the wife either. I did get to have Aunt Esther-- who was wonderful, and cousin Rachel who was the best. But it is sad how one choice can effect so many people and one painful memory can effect your entire life. I guess forgiveness really is very most important for the one holding the grudge or hurt. That is the next lesson I am teaching on Mother's Day. It is a powerful lesson but hard to really grasp. It is easy to say forgive and forget. It is another thing entirely to do just that. I know that if I want forgiveness I must forgive. I have felt how awesome the healing can feel when I allow Christ to mend aches and sorrow. Imagine if everyone could really allow Christ to heal them. It would be AWESOME. Life would be sweet.