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I'll Fly Away
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I'll Fly Away |
If you have been reading my blog or newsletter for very long, you have heard me talk about my dad. When I was young, my dad came just slightly below God in the order of things. You probably wouldn't have known it, though, since I would fight some of his standards with all of my might. But I knew (and was secretly grateful) that he wouldn't bend or break under my onslaught. Dad loved God, then Mom, and then "us kids" and aviation were pretty much tied for third place with him. (Not really.) I loved him with all of my heart, and my happy memories of him are such bright spots in my life!
A dear, dear friend and mentor who died from a weird lung disease, passed on to glory singing this song with her husband on a Sunday morning. I'll always think of her flying away when I hear this song. It makes me glad.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry for your loss, and yet I understand the sweet memory.
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