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When Young Men Die

When young men meet with inexplicably sudden and biting ends, not the whitewashed passing of those long in the tooth, the silver-maned for whom all mourning may expire at death; that burrowed-under-the-skin ache where labored breath takes speechless flight and bids farewell to carefree thought - that a God of love carries my heavy heart seems inadequate in its wake.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 4/15/2012 6:29:00 PM
Your very moving and heartfelt write has touched the inside of my soul...I have no words... 'Be strengthened in the Lord' Chuck...Love Diana
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Chuck Novotny
Date: 4/18/2012 12:04:00 AM
Thank you. I am strong enough in my love of God that I can dump my anguish on Him, knowing it's ok by Him. - Chuck
Date: 4/15/2012 2:06:00 PM
Smile ˜ "Fear Not They Whom Allowed May Destroy Merely The Flesh, Yet Rather, HE, Whom Can Destroy Both Body & The Eternal Soul." ˜ Smile, Well, At Least In A Certain & Figurative Sense ˜ The Eyes That See, Are Truly Blessed Indeed * Love Always, John!:) ˜
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Chuck Novotny
Date: 4/18/2012 12:17:00 AM
Great words of encouragement. Thank you. I've no doubt that God is my ultimate ock. I just get cross with Him at times. He's ok with that. - Chuck