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However deep one's faith in a loving God, I cannot fathom how a parent processes the sudden death of a young child. This past spring, the five-year-old son of close friends went to bed one night. He did not wake up again. No illness. No medical clues. No
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While frittering away a few minutes watching random YouTube videos the other day, I came across an old TEDtalk about procrastination. The video is linked below, and I encourage readers to give it a look. The reason I mention it here, though, is that the speaker finished his talk by
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As I lay awake this morning, waiting for the alarm (or the baby) to sound, my wandering mind gradually focused on a single question — "What are you most afraid of?" I am not afraid of dying. I sincerely believe I am not. What I do fear is dying,