There’s something introspective about participating in a memorial service. Especially when it is for someone who was so young.
Over the weekend, Hubs and I attended the memorial service for our friends’ daughter. We both teared up. We both laughed. And God spoke to my heart.
For only having lived twenty-one years, this young woman impacted many lives.
The pastor brought out some beautiful truths about living . . . and dying.Continue reading “Impact: Second Chances”