This morning our family said good bye to my mother’s oldest sister, Aunt Libby. I was privileged by my cousins to preach her funeral. There is a message we can share in the face of our greatest foe, death. That message is the hope of glory.
This morning our family said good bye to my mother’s oldest sister, Aunt Libby. I was privileged by my cousins to preach her funeral. There is a message we can share in the face of our greatest foe, death. That message is the hope of glory.
