by Merita Atherly Engen | May 22, 2014 | Death, Gentle, God of Our Ultimates, In Sickness, Loving, Motherly, Points of Light, Shining on God's Character
She knocked gently on the door to the room where strange, unintelligible sounds came from a crib-like bed pushed up against the wall. It was the result of her nursing assistant training, this knocking, even though she knew that she wouldn’t get an appropriate, “come...
