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When Loss Breaks Us, But God Holds Us
I lost someone dear recently—a friend, a family member to many, my daughter’s cousin. His life was taken in a senseless act of violence during a robbery gone wrong. Just like that, a precious life cut short. His story should not have ended this way.
There are no words that can wrap neatly around the ache that death leaves behind. When it happens in such a cruel way, it stings even more. Money. That’s what it came down to. Money—something so temporary—was valued over a huma
Sep 103 min read
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