“I sorted through his personal items they had sent home with me: cut-off underwear and shorts, hid wedding ring, his socks and shoes, nail clippers, lip balm, and a pocket knife. I sobbed as I allowed gravity of what had happened hit me like a ton if bricks. I had never felt so alone in all my life. Yet I knew that God heard my cries. I knew he would never leave me or forsake me. I knew he was working. Those comforts are what finally allowed me to sleep. I know God is working even when we perceive that he is silent. He is with us, comforting us, working in our lives, and working all things together for the good of those who are in Christ Jesus.”-Jacqui Huxford
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