Beyond the imagining, beyond the horror and tears and pain is the desert of grief: that wrenching apart, the severing of community, the deformed lives that are left in the wake of the unthinkable.Like teutonic plates capable of raising mountains or opening deep chasms, this moment of death has shifted the world. It is not the same. It never will be.
"Beneath the cross of Jesus..."
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