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| The pain of our loss is beyond anything we could * I: x( w5 J6 a4 ?& @6 O, D) F/ k, Y> have ever imagined. Over- ^/ z7 |. W2 u" g- P# \2 ]
 > and over again people tell us that they could never. U1 A$ b8 l0 _6 i' z4 h% ^" N
 > begin to understand the
 ' o  Y, e/ X" U* f6 L: z> depth of our loss. That is true. But we know of One( ?+ |' a8 z" A: ~$ p6 r4 G
 > who does understand and, g! ~' B- L3 z2 R0 [: a
 > feel our pain because He lost His son, too. It7 i7 z, ?$ x, M/ i' U
 > happened when God gave the
 ; e% D. Z2 O5 v0 n: L  R7 d$ y, }9 v> sinless life of His son ant the cross to redeem4 _9 q0 e$ u* v; k. }. q8 q
 > sinful lives and to purchase8 `8 t* N  M* T; i3 q  o
 > forgiveness for us all. There days later, He raised! e& P4 h  w1 q3 `7 ~% C
 > His son from the dead
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 > hope. This hope, that's( W; f9 G- ?8 k- o5 D$ i) c
 > what's sustaining us. It's not an idle wish, but a
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 > promise of God. And this hope fills us with eager+ ^0 k/ s$ T) s1 J5 t2 ^7 W' Z7 C4 m
 > anticipation and a longing
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 > It is this hope that
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 > Peace comes to our hearts
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 : O1 z7 ], H$ I/ ~% }8 |> Peter told me a year ago, "Dad, if something ever
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 > people to hear about Jesus and to hear about hope."
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 # V' T) m) Y$ R$ s> Constable Peter Schiemann, my son, I carried out
 ' l; u: m9 H- a0 d> your wish this afternoon.
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 > Peter, we will see you in heaven, but we can hardly, d% i' e/ `! W3 F* Q
 > wait.
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