I was one go away from giving up on recording this for the day. Fingers sore and imperfect strumming. I could barely make it through without losing it. Simultaneous heartache and joy.

While lying on his hospice bed, his breathing labored, I asked Aunt Marilyn to play this song for him. A man of the Lord and closer than ever to meeting his Maker, Pop Pop listened quietly.

He passed the following afternoon.

I don’t care that it’s not perfect. I care that he heard the Psalm and pray he was comforted.

I love you, Pop Pop.

For Pop Pop

Jesse and I performed this song at The Third Annual Celebration of Christmas and thought we'd share! Merry Christmas! 

Merry Christmas!

There's something so uninhibiting about singing; something so free.

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