A sacred gift and trust

I received a sacred gift and trust today.  The family of a dearly departed friend gifted me his guitar.  I consider the gift sacred because Brad truly lived in the music he played.  His soul was filled with music and it showed on his face when he played.  I had the opportunity to play with him on several occasions and it was a joy.  The trust - is that the family trusts me with the instrument that was such a part of Brad's being.  They trust me enough to take care of it and to make it sing.  His brother David told me I am to "put my own colors into the music."   In honor of Brad I will do my best to do just that.