Funny how music comes into our lives. My husband Lon was on the beach playing volleyball with a group of guys I would describe, lovingly, as a little ragged around the edges. One of them was listening to this song and Lon said, “What is that? I really like that music.” So he got him a copy. The next week Lon and I were driving to dinner and I said, “What is that? What is this music. Turn it up.” And he did. And we listened in silence. Then he gave me the CD.
Love, music, grace, and the “eternal light.” Some things simply transcend.
Heather Choate Davis 