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15 years without Libby Anne.

I'm sure she's still sneaking ice-cream for breakfast, playing her guitar, riding horses and eating lucky charms. Best of all she's with Jesus in whose presence is fullness of life and joy. Tomorrow marks 15 years that my sister Libby and my nephew Sam have gone to be with Jesus, their Heaven birthday as I call it.

I'm still here waiting on the other side.

It's still so bittersweet. I miss her so much and yet I know that I will see her again someday, and relatively speaking, it will be soon.

Death is not a natural part of life. It's a part of the curse. It's what Jesus came and lived a perfect life for and died in our place so that He could put death to death.

Death is not the final statement. It doesn't have the final say. It's merely a passageway to enter into the arms of our Savior. I don't mean to say that it's not painful and that it's not part of our worldly experience.

Right now, I have seen so many facing deaths of loved ones: pa…