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Four Years

Four Years

Four years ago this week we buried my husband. In a way it seems like a hundred years since we embraced; in other ways it seems he only left yesterday.  His death would be a sad thing except we know we’ll see him again–on the other side where there are no tears, no sighs and no sad good-bys. This fact isn’t because he was a good man. It is because Jesus conquered death by His raising from the grave. Because…

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