I was angry at God for allowing my first son to die. I was in a black hole, and there was no way out. I couldn’t pray or read my Bible. In fact, I threw my Bible against the nearest wall and watched as it landed on the floor. Then I kicked it into a corner where it remained for months.
About the Book
Memoir of a mom who lost two sons and tribute to their memories
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