Sunday, November 5, was a difficult day. It was the birthday of a sweet young family member born only four months before our youngest, but who left this world without warning two weeks before our little one entered it. It was the day we received news of 26 strangers, though bound to us by the blood of Christ, who attended church one morning and never returned home. It was the day a young man in our own church family, a husband and father of three young boys, who has spent his life battling  ...