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Ten days ago one of our best friends, Andrew, lost his dad, Bryan Morgan.  This incredible man was also my dad’s best friend.  We have been heavy-hearted and grieving this great loss.

I don’t really know what I want to say.

I do know I have not been the same since July 4th when we got a call from Emily.  I have never lived out “Carry each other’s burdens” in such a real way.  I hurt for them.  I want to take some of the enormous pain to make their load less.  I know there is a hole in their lives that is not replaceable.

I wish I had known Bryan better.  His memorial service was one of the most beautiful testimonies of a life lived well that I have ever seen.  I am forever changed by this man.

I don’t really know how life is supposed to move on.  I can’t imagine the feelings and emotions for those who were so close to Bryan and how they are missing him now.  I know for me, I feel like things are not right in my little world.  How does life keep on going?  How do you go back to routines?

I know I had trouble tweeting again.  laughing.  driving.  running. and even blogging.

I hurt for my friends.  I hurt for my dad.  I hurt for Bryan’s family.  If I hurt so much-I can not imagine their pain.

I know the depth of such a loss must hit and feel like thick hot air slapping you in the face and extracting all your energy.  I want to be there.  I pray that I can be the hands and feet of Christ loving on these people.

Use me Lord to encourage, to love, to listen, to serve, and to never forget.