I keep thinking about that little boy, same age as my grandson (that's my grandson above, on his second birthday, a couple of weeks ago) killed by an alligator at the magic kingdom, the happiest place on earth. And I wonder which of the following assurances, so often heard, will provide the most comfort to his parents and grandparents and family:
He died doing what he loved.
He's in a better place.
God called him home.
There's another angel in heaven.
God has a plan for us all.
It's not ours to understand God's mysteries, but we can rejoice in His love.
The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.
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