this picture on pinterest this morning and marveling at the beauty of it.
How ironic that at the very moment I was looking at it, there was anything but peace going on in the quaint town of Newtown, Connecticut.
Peace on Earth... we sing it this time of year.
I scold children for leaving crumpled piles of clothes on the bedroom floor. For things like not fighting with your siblings and please flush the toilet when you are done going.
I am almost certain that the mommy's and daddy's of the victims of the December 14th Connecticut shooting would give anything to have dirty piles of clothes, the echos of arguments and full toilets.
Sometimes we forget that our children are not invincible. They can be taken from us at any moment. They are not our own.
And yet, I want them to be my own. I want to protect them and put them in a bubble if need be from all the nasty fallen junk in this world. But I can't. There's just no way...
No matter how horrific this senseless act is, I must respond with, Jesus, you are Lord and in control.
There are just no words to comfort a parent that has lost a child. Nothing to utter that will take away the flooding of emotion that those dear parents must be experiencing at this very moment.
I will lift them up to Him, because He is the only one that can heal a broken heart.
Will you join me in fervently praying for all involved?
Will you join me in pulling your little ones in close to your chest? Tonight, and always.
Will you join me in giving your children back to Jesus, and loosening the grip... because we just cannot keep them from all harm.
No law is big enough to protect.
No restraint is big enough to protect.
Only a heart change... a God-heart-change.