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                    [Title] => Serve well with joy
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Serve the LORD with gladness. — Psalm 100:2

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One of the greatest honors ever offered to me came during one of life’s saddest times.

I was heartbroken last year when my good friend and co-worker Kurt De Haan died suddenly while out on his regular lunchtime run. Kurt was managing editor of Our Daily Bread from 1989 until the time of his death. Losing him was a huge blow to each of us at RBC Ministries, but his wife Mary and their four children were suffering the worst pain. [DatePublished] => 2005-10-21 00:00:00 [ColumnID] => 133272 [Focus] => 0 [AuthorID] => [AuthorName] => [SectionName] => Daily Bread [SectionUrl] => daily-bread [URL] => ) [2] => Array ( [ArticleID] => 298411 [Title] => ‘He’s in heaven’ [Summary] => For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain. – Philippians 1:21

On August 28, 2003, my good friend Kurt De Haan, the former managing editor of Our Daily Bread, died of a heart attack while on his lunchtime run. When I learned the news, I said to myself, "He’s in heaven," which brought me great comfort.
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My father (Richard De Haan) had been battling a debilitating disease for many years. We asked the Lord to take him home. But as I knelt by his bed and watched him take that last breath, the tears I had choked back on other occasions came out like a flood. As my brothers and my mother hugged and prayed, the finality was overwhelming.
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