We celebrated "African" style in the church yesterday. We cleared out all the chairs, except for a couple rows in the front... and everyone stood up. Cody was the least "religious" person I know. He was all about breaking molds and doing things different. He would've been stoked to see us honoring him in that way.
We worshipped Jesus and then watched a slideshow of Cody's life and his many adventures. Alaska, Hawaii, Nepal, Brazil, Mexico, our wedding. Just to name a few. It was precious!
Afterwards we gathered at his mom's ranch for food, fellowship, and lots of sharing. Many of Cody's friends from Socal came up and others from YWAM-Chico. It was so cool to finally meet all these people that I've heard him tell stories about.
It was a blessed day. I loved hearing different ones share about what Cody meant to them. One thing is for sure; he touched so many lives! Everywhere he went, he made friends.
He did more in 25 years than most do in 80. He was just like that! Oh how I'm gonna miss that man.
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Yes, so Cody-style. I bet the stories were awesome. Everyone has said that about Cody--He didn't need a whole life time to get his purpose done. He did it quicker than most people even ever get around to doing part of it. It's easy--leave a loving imprint on everyone you meet and ~VIOLA~ lives changed. Hope it was a special, special time for you.
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