Sometimes there really are no words.
Dear friends, we don't even know each other but you are on my heart and mind today as you hold the funeral for your baby girl. I have no words at all to try to comfort you but I am praying for you over and over again today.
I read all about Cora and find myself so sorrowful, so completely brokenhearted for her parents. This is one of those days when I don't understand, God. This family took their beautiful baby girl to the doctor on Jan. 22 and today they are having her funeral. I don't say this to be morbid - just to share that life is so short and so precious.
If you read this, please stop right where you are and pray for the McClenahans, that God would show them His goodness even as they mourn.
I wrote all of that and then broke down crying.
Right then God reminded me of a verse in 1 Cor. 15:
"If only for this life we have hope in Christ, we are to be pitied more than all men." (v.19)
and:
"Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?" The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." (vv. 55-57)
Cora Paige yet lives.
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Can I just tell you that I wept at this. Like on the floor, bent over, inconsalable crying. Michael was so confused ... what is wrong with you babe. I have no words Beck. No words. Please Jesus be near to this family in a way that I can't even articulate... please love them and get them through it ... Please, please.
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