Simcha Fisher: Death is always close, but so is the One who gives eternal life
After my mother’s funeral, I drove home and took off my wet, muddy clothes, and found that I could barely move. My flesh had turned to sand and I couldn’t make my limbs work. I crawled into bed, and the longer I stayed there, the heavier I got. I kept thinking about how my mother’s … Continue reading Simcha Fisher: Death is always close, but so is the One who gives eternal life
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