936443_10151746376937359_1815626060_n“Death is swallowed up in victory.”“O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?”
1 Corinthians 15:55 (ESV)

Taking this trip down to Texas was especially hard. Not because of the 18 hour drive with three kids ages 6 and under. Not because we drove through a blizzard in Missouri. It was difficult because I knew that seeing her for the first time since the words “cancer”, “terminal”, and “timeframe” were spoken, would some how make things more real.

It’s easy to pretend everything is ok from 1,000 miles away. Routine, workload, and busyness have a way of covering up reality. When we arrived in Texas with no other agenda but to simply spend time with each other, I knew it would be impossible not to look death straight in the face.

Death is a scary thing. When we’re young it’s something we hardly think of. As we grow older, it’s this looming shadow in the dark that gets ever closer. But the reality is… we’re all terminal.

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