Things I don't like

I hate brain injuries. And cancer. And I hate that they will be a source of sadness for all of our days spent here.

But what I have to end on, even on the days that make even less sense than normal, is that "he lives that death may die." even if I were to spend all my days here trying to figure out this mess, someday, we'll both get to heaven. Because Jesus defeated death and took away its sting.

So on this easter, we're thankful that death has lost. And brain injuries and cancer will never make their way into heaven. We'll outrun them, in the end.

Thank you, always

I&L