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Hey Girls,

I want to tell you about the week I had last week, I guess you could

say that it was “sobering”, maybe even sad. We have a precious family

in our church who lost their 32 year old daughter in a car wreck. She

was killed upon impact, but praise the Lord, her 3 year old daughter,

who was strapped securely in her car seat, escaped without a scratch.

As I sat on the couch with my friend, the girl’s mother, I wanted so

much to DO something. I mean, for pete’s sake, i’m a WOMAN, a MOM,

we’re supposed to fix everything, right? As I held her hand, patted her

back, I wondered what part of the Body of Christ I should be right

then. The hands, maybe fix a meal for her? The feet, maybe I could

clean her house? Those are great things, but as I thought about it, I

think the Holy Spirit whispered to me, “Angie, right now you need to be

my tear ducts.” I realized that I could NOT fix it, I could NOT make it

go away, but I COULD cry with her. After all, our hero, our wonderful

Savior, wept.