In the quiet hours of a February morning, when darkness overshadowed the light, Ian’s desire to be with God won out. His 33 years with us, though painfully brief, were
In the quiet hours of a February morning, when darkness overshadowed the light, Ian’s desire to be with God won out. His 33 years with us, though painfully brief, were
In the quiet hours of a February morning, when darkness overshadowed the light, Ian’s desire to be with God won out. His 33 years with us, though painfully brief, were