The worst part of the aftermath of death is when little children of the family walk around calling the dead person’s name because they want to play and don’t understand where the person has gone. Breaking my heart that my son is carrying his dinosaurs around calling his uncle.
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Never exclude them from truth, or let them face death alone, include them in all facets of life. Truth, life, death, love, and the Gospel are inseparable.