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The pain of our loss is beyond anything we could1 d6 _5 n+ X/ U$ k
> have ever imagined. Over
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> depth of our loss. That is true. But we know of One' Q1 J; i7 \: ~ S- |5 Z9 D( t
> who does understand and$ e7 [2 ~' i- k: i
> feel our pain because He lost His son, too. It5 w! S0 U5 r/ y3 j# v* v2 C- k4 t
> happened when God gave the0 ]8 ^" }% j( [+ a1 L5 T
> sinless life of His son ant the cross to redeem# ?+ i+ y7 s4 T4 B) K" `) {1 a) J2 @3 K
> sinful lives and to purchase' L- m0 S) |0 Z/ W: X
> forgiveness for us all. There days later, He raised9 u& X+ V& k% r
> His son from the dead
1 g& A' b8 T1 |+ t- E> and conquered death. It is though this event where
8 \7 Z- |1 z9 M6 I+ M> human history was
+ Y7 s6 C; N% v5 z3 F4 c> intersected by divine grace and mercy that we have2 D5 Q. T# {- @$ L3 x8 L2 ~/ I
> hope. This hope, that's
2 a+ x; d9 u6 ?1 y, f3 V> what's sustaining us. It's not an idle wish, but a
3 w. f& s; F$ z% c0 k6 Z5 W> certainty based on the1 @+ p; R* D2 l. i p
> promise of God. And this hope fills us with eager0 g9 x! Y9 j# C# g ^: |* H2 R" R: E
> anticipation and a longing
1 n7 @/ r+ g8 j* e" b> for the time when we shall be forever with the Lord.
; B B0 }! G. Q. e* z> It is this hope that
% C4 W7 W) U: F6 {6 F5 F> will ease the pain of our loss, as the Prince of
' K8 J) P+ z# j$ N4 s0 t> Peace comes to our hearts
# r* G2 X& w& `# g) V, d> and says to be still and know that I am God.
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> Peter told me a year ago, "Dad, if something ever, h6 l1 g7 P0 E! G# H
> happens to me, I want6 |8 h. B0 h- H" \/ j
> people to hear about Jesus and to hear about hope."
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1 Y2 z3 t1 H5 Q) s0 S( q4 L> Constable Peter Schiemann, my son, I carried out
u: l, C* F% A9 t- v3 M; e9 s" J> your wish this afternoon.( a7 L: H4 X2 e" L' }1 \) h4 n
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> Peter, we will see you in heaven, but we can hardly
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