when I had my first encounter with death, not the movie or funeral home kind of death but the real thing as in a person without breath, without color, their mouth frozen open as they were when their soul left the body. That was my job in high school, a nursing assistant, and while others … Continue reading I was 17…
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I Sometimes Envy the Dead…
in a certain kind of way. Yet, before you get worried or call 911 or think I'm off my rocker I need to explain what I mean because in a Christian context that statement is remarkably different from how it may be expressed in the world. As I get older I have the advantage and … Continue reading I Sometimes Envy the Dead…
The Beautiful Path 