I thought I saw a light shining on me, as if it were just on my shoulder. It was golden, like sunlight, and it did not disappear as soon as I checked the corner of my eye, but like it peeked in from some beyond, and I perceived the crack in my mind’s eye where it came in. Like the God who is light decided to let me know He was watching me, perched on my shoulder, seeing what I was up to. After all, even the hairs on our head are numbered, so why wouldn’t He be there, every dull moment, in our most routine routines, guiding us without our knowing — at least, most of the time not to see He is there. And then in rare instances, just like that, to say hello, without a word. Not to be forgotten when He leaves. Because He never really does.
Anonymous
2:27pm sunday, 16th december
Zachery's Dad is a judge. He loved his son & misses him everyday. Zach resembled his father. RIP Zach & know that your family loves & misses you.
Anonymous