Recently my former youth pastors lost their baby boy. The funeral was today, and I can't really wrap my mind around it all yet. It was so incredibly sad, and yet...there was a sense of hope. It is amazing really, we know that God has a plan, and He is faithful, and He loves us, no matter what happens in our lives. I will never forget hearing that youth pastor stand up at his own son's funeral and say those very words. And I don't mean just say them, but believe them with his whole heart.
There's a song that I'm reminded of by Kathy Troccoli, and the chorus says this:
But there will be a time
When I'll see your face
And I'll hear your voice
And there we will laugh again
And there will come a day
When I'll hold you close
No More tears to cry
'Cause we'll have forever
But I'll say Goodbye for now
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