The other night, as the setting sun was turning the western skies to a soft glow, I found myself standing in the back lawn of a little church, holding a single candle, as it flickered there in the semi-darkness. The large cottonwoods raised their branches to the darkening heavens. Soft music flowed out into the twilight and circled down among all of us as our little candle let out its flicker against the sunset. I was surrounded by lots of people but the stillness, the quiet, could be felt very strongly as our candles flickered there together. We were all remembering a dear wife, a dear mother, a dear grandma, a dear sister, a dear neighbor, a dear friend. God so kindly gave me five beautiful gifts. The most precious gift a person could want. He gave me my sight, my touch, my hearing, my smell and my taste. These all are so wonderful. Because of them I can enjoy His great creation. Because of these I can hear those three words "I love you" as my husband tells me, or m...