
A friend just shared with me about her father's last hours in the hospice. It's always painful when we lose someone - whether we were given ample warning of the end or whether the end comes suddenly. At times like this, I am at a loss for words. But sometimes, words are not necessary or even enough.
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven— a time to give birth and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. Ecclesiastes 3:1-2
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