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Losing someone to the Lord makes it sound like God steals people.
I start to picture a world where Jesus had been killed using a different murder device. I picture little ceramic guillotine figurines. I imagine miniature nooses hung above children’s beds. Electric chair necklaces and earrings.
Sometimes I feel like I was a different person a month ago. A day. Five minutes. Now
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