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Broken

One is never ready - never ready for days like this.  Life so fleeting.  Time slips away often in a cruel manner.  One moment our loved ones stand before us.  We laugh.  We love.  Sometimes we argue. Never for a moment considering what if.  What if this is the last time I hold them...hear them say I love you...listen to their giggles.

Death visits us all.  And no matter how much time has been given, or how prepared we thought we were to let them go we all still want One.  More.  Moment.

I ask for your prayers today.  This morning a young wife and mother went home to be with Jesus.  This afternoon my daughter was told the unimaginable.  A friend...a boy whose whole life was ahead of him...he ended it.  Today hearts are shattered and questions fill us all.  So pray.  Pray for peace and strength for these families and wisdom for the rest of us to know how to love them.  And hold those you love just a little tighter...a little longer...tomorrow may not come.

Until then...
Jessie
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  1. AngelaFebruary 3, 2014 at 4:45 PM

    The verses that come to mind: Psalm 34:18, Psalm 147:3, Romans 8:26, and Revelation 21:4. I'm so sorry for the pain you're experiencing. I'm praying.

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  2. jennifer pFebruary 3, 2014 at 6:17 PM

    So sorry for their loss will be praying for.peace, comfort, strength, and wisdom.

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