You know, after my mother's passing in 1996, my father and I grew so much closer. We took nice vacations together. And we had these special places we'd go to together. Like Jonathan B. Pub. We started going there around 1996. And I thought at the time even it would be some place special I would always associate with my father and that time in my life. And I was right.
Bumbling down the road less traveled, harmony neither acts nor reasons, never requiring any explanations, the truth itself speaks louder than any words. So, I tell people, you know when God is talking to you, and its time to shut up and listen! Pay more attention to what really matters.
