As my dad continues to go through the old cassette tapes, he found a bunch of recorded conversations with family members. Today he listened to an exchange between him and his brother. Much of the discussion was about family history. My dad commented that this was one of the longest conversations he had with his brother. They were 7 years apart in age, so my dad felt he was always the little kid. When he was older to be able to have a different relationship, his brother was away in the war, then my father joined the military and was always on the move. This recording happened to be only a couple years before my uncle’s death. Listening to it today was meaningful on so many levels, especially for my dad.

I Found God today in a recorded, meaningful conversation.