Loss is a strange thing. It’s hard to explain and even harder to carry. It lingers—quietly, persistently—like a shadow. As a pharmacist, I spend much of my time helping people manage pain. But there’s a kind of pain no prescription can touch—the ache of losing someone who shaped your world in unseen ways.
That’s what I felt when I heard about the passing of Ravi Zacharias.
To say I grieved would be putting it
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