This morning as I returned to work on the one month anniversary of when Brent caught the train to heaven, I was startled to see a replay of a blazing orange sunrise and pink reflection on the snow-covered mountains - a picture almost identical to what I posted right before the police arrived at my office Dec. 7. In that moment, I felt the Lord whisper: "I am the same, yesterday, today and forever. You are held by my mighty right hand."
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