Life and death are in God’s hands, and we are merely his instruments
I lost a very dear friend about a week ago. She was my nurse, office manager, and friend. She was Ginny. Ginny came into my life about eight years ago as I assumed the responsibility of medical director for a multi-location clinic. I spent about as much time with her as I did my family, she was my “work wife.”
About nine months ago I became concerned with her rapid loss in …
