There are times when I witness something so beautiful, so perfect, so pure that I can't help but think there's no way God does not exist
The birth of my children.
Driving out of the tunnel and viewing Yosemite Valley for the first time.
Standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon at sunset.
And, recently, hearing the voice of Barbara Padilla.
I can't believe that her voice was almost silenced by cancer before the world had the opportunity to hear it. Her voice brings tears to my eyes and makes me believe in the divine.
I still haven't figured out how to post a video clip here, but click here to hear her sing Ave Maria. You won't be sorry.
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