I feel the sting of Death.

Oh dear sweet baby girl, how I miss you're toes. My heart is full of sadness, my body aches in pain. I wish to hold you tight, too have your warm body comfort mine. 55 “Where, O death, is your victory?     Where, O death, is your sting?”[a] 56 The sting of death is sin, and the power… Continue reading I feel the sting of Death.