Yesterday, my wife and I attended funeral services for her grandfather. It was a lovely service, with beautiful music and thoughtful remarks. Forrest Tinkler was clearly a well-loved and wonderful person. The events of the past week have transported me back a few months to when my grandmother died in June. I thought I would publish here some of the thoughts I shared at her funeral service. I was baptized when I was 8 years old. I bare...
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