I will always remember the last time we were together in Singapore at a Watchmen gathering. I was painting during worship by the large window looking onto tropical plants. He would hover over me painting and I realized his eye for beauty and his tender heart. I loved his blessing in the vulnerable place of expressing my heart through brush and color during worship. I tried to ignore those watching and photographing. Then when he shared his photos with me, I was amazed at his artistry. What a gift he had! Those were tender moments for me as well as with you and your love and encouragement.
I love you both and am forever grateful for the times we had together.