Last night as I watched my daughter receive ashes on her forehead, it hit me. We are all on borrowed time. My daughter is not “mine.” She belongs to God and He can take her whenever and however He chooses. It is very humbling.
Last night as I watched my daughter receive ashes on her forehead, it hit me. We are all on borrowed time. My daughter is not “mine.” She belongs to God and He can take her whenever and however He chooses. It is very humbling.
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