Back in October, my sister Paula lost her only child Michael. He was only 31 years old, and we couldn’t help but ask God why he had to leave us so soon. As I was praying over it, His comfort came, and I was able to speak at his memorial service. Scroll to about 20 minutes in to get to the message, but the worship was awesome if you have the time. At the end, my sister Paula spoke about God’s comfort, and it was powerful. Click here to view.
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