when his loved ones die. hold on. breathe deeply and watch for your friend in sunlight or in the small voice that tells you to hold on and keep passing through the pain of this loss and shock. you have his story to tell. you are building your story, too.
what do i do if i don’t believe in god, or if i am angry with god for taking him or for not stopping him? god was his answer to his problems, and all i see is where it got him putting his life in the hands of faith. i appreciate the words and i’m still trying to hold on as 