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  1. Corinne’s husband passed away last week after a long illness. I asked her is she would like a week or two off from creating “Singing with Inspiration” while she took care of all the funeral details and so on. She responded that she was happy to continue because it would give her the opportunity to keep feeling the love of God.

    Corinne we share your grief and your hope in the resurrection and know that Eddie was ready to sleep in the love of Jesus until the trumpet sounds.

    In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. 1 Cor 15: 52 KJV

  2. My sincere condolences for the lost of your husband. May the Lord grant you strength in these days of mournings

  3. My condolences Sis Corinne, may we meet at resurrection morning with Christ to reign with him eternally. Thank you for the courage to continue the work, God bless you.

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At a camp meeting 40 years later, I happened to see Dr. I. demonstrating some kind of health product, if I remember correctly. (In my mind, I see only the image of him, much older, but still looking much like he did when I was a student, with a friend by my side.) I lingered a little but did not introduce myself. I briefly wondered whether he recognized me. I’m fairly sure that I was as recognizable to him as he was to me.

Had he changed? Or did he still feel superior in his “humility”? Should I talk to him? I didn’t know how to approach him, and was busy with friends. I still don’t know whether I should have said something. (Maybe I’m just a coward.)

If God wants him to see my story, his and my identity are clear enough in this post, that God can direct him to it.