It has always amazed me to see the vast and beautiful stars on a clear night out in the country far from the city street lights. But even more amazing still were the few times in my life I was blessed to see a shooting star. Somehow that ever so brief yet brilliant light streaking across the night sky was even more special, even more treasured than all the other stars in the sky.
Ali was like that shooting star. Her life was so brief that sometimes it almost seems like it was only a delightful dream, one I woke up from way too fast. But like that brilliant star, Ali was different. She was special. She was treasured. Never to be forgotten.
What a precious, precious gift she was! Praise God for choosing to bless us with her for those brief but brilliant 27 months!
Friday, June 17, 2011
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