The past few days have been a blur to our nation. We all were shaken ... rocked ... torn apart to hear and see the news coming out of Newtown, CT on Friday. Truth be known, none of us will ever be the same.
But most of us look on from a distance ...
but not Mommies & Daddies, sisters & brothers,
Grannies & Grandads, Aunts & Uncles,
cousins & friends -- their whole community.
Today begins the process ... laying to rest those whose lives were taken so mercilessly. I cannot even imagine. So many unanswered questions ... so many families torn apart ... so many tears. It has truly left me speechless and heartbroken.
Small young children not much older than Lucy ...
young teachers around the same age as my daughter ...
school administration my age & older ...
all became our heroes.
And their families and friends and community ... all our heroes.
Although I have a breaking heart & swollen tear-stained eyes, it absolutely does not compare to what this community & its families are experiencing. God's Word is filled with promises of His love for little children. On Friday, the nail-scarred hands of Jesus welcomed these little children Home. I truly believe that Jesus' heart broke on Friday.
He is our only Peace here on Earth. It is only through Him that we will continue to live & breathe to face each new day. It is my prayer that each of the families and their community will reach to the comforting nail-scarred hands to be their comfort & strength for their days to come.
And that each of us will take time to hug and spend time with our precious little ones
as often as we possibly can.
And God shall wipe away all the tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying; neither shall there be any more pain:
for the former things are passed away. Revelation 21:4