A few weeks ago I went to Cincinnati to attend the funeral of my Uncle Ken.
I mention this because Uncle Ken was a prolific encourager of others. So many memories were shared about a handwritten letter that was delivered to a mailbox at exactly the right time. Hearing how much Ken’s words meant to each of us has spured me on in my pursuit of diligent encouragement of others.
I bet he would be proud that I have chosen to continue his legacy.