I have been puzzling and crying, trying to make sense out of what will never make sense. Something broke in Izzy's brain, and so there can be no logic and no reason. This threw me for a real loop. As sad as it makes me, I cannot imagine the hurt that Noah must be going through. A waking nightmare.
I am praying for God to heal the soul of Noah's father, and to give strength to those he left behind. God is loving and merciful, and I am sure that He is cradling this family in His generous hands, especially the innocents who came to Him too soon.
This is a bitter cup.
Killdeer