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Death is such a sucky thing. Especially in this case because I know how much I'm going to miss Gilllie and how much he's going to be missed by everyone else, and that is so hard. It makes me very sad. But at the same time, I feel so guilty for being this sad. I mean what reason do I have to be sad? Gillie was one of the most amazing people I have ever had the privledge to know. He had the heart of the servant, a heart that beat only for Christ, and he's finally gone to me with his Father. How can I be sad about that? But I am none the less.
Psalm 116:15 says "Precious in the eyes of the LORD is the death of his saints." I mean the LORD has known Gillie since before he was born so how wonderful it must be for the LORD to bring one of his children home and be able to say "well done."
Psalm 116:15 says "Precious in the eyes of the LORD is the death of his saints." I mean the LORD has known Gillie since before he was born so how wonderful it must be for the LORD to bring one of his children home and be able to say "well done."