Asante*
How do you describe everything? With what words do you define entirety? How do you paint the picture of a man, the portrait of a friend who has given and continues to give everything? With what words do you portray a man whose outlines you cannot imagine, a man you constantly chisel your living around with some hope that one day, that for one moment, you can make up a resemblance. The answer is you do not, when you have received so much from someone, you give. You attempt to give thanks, you make it your duty, your obligation to give thanks and humble yourself because God blessed you that much. You thank God and beg him to keep him; you pray that God illuminates his living ever so brightly. I have learned that it is only through God’s constantly renewed mercies that we are we, that we are what we are, that we were there, that we have been 60 years ago, 35 years ago, 30 years ago… That it is only through God’s mercies that we will be here in the next hour for the next hour that