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The young chaplain

The young chaplain

Since this is a teaching hospital, there are lots of people here learning to do their jobs. Today we had a visit from a chaplain who’s just an intern. He was in his mid-20s, with dark curly hair, a slim build and kind eyes. Tom and I were surprised to meet him, since you’d think … read more The young chaplain

Posted on November 24, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags aneurysm, brain, chaplain, death, perspective, religion, Tom
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