Monday, December 17, 2012

Rest in Peace

I cannot help but think of all the hurting families on this gloomy Monday. Not getting up at the normal hour to fix their children breakfast and get them ready for school. Not making their beds and helping them tie their shoes. Not walking them to the bus stop or being there in the afternoon to pick them up. No instead they are planning a funeral much to soon. They are laying their dear children in the ground at the age of 6, 7 or 8. How any human being could be so depraved to kill an innocent child no matter what the state of mind is beyond me! God knows it all and he knows the hurt on every heart that is touched by this tragedy. 

I took this poem from a friends blog and I hope it blesses you as much as it did me. 

Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
When 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate. 
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air. 
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there. 
They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say. 
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
Those children all flew into the arms of their King
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"May this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"Come now my children, let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."

Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA

Hug your children and loved ones extra tight every night. And spread the love that God has given us to share.

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