Everybody, Always

was probably not a lot different than what might happen when we get to
heaven and look down on our lives, because there will be no impediments
nor limiting beliefs blocking our view anymore. Karl had given us the
gift of a new perspective. It was the kind of worldview Karl had found
long before but we were just discovering through his beautiful life.
We looked over the edge of the basket as we were lifted into the sky
and waved to Karl. He couldn’t wave back, of course, but he didn’t need
to. Great love expressing itself in the world doesn’t need any arm waving;
it’s always recognizable and leaves little doubt in the lives of the people
it touches.