My Heart Breaks...
I've been trying to find the words, the right words to say to explain my emotions, to explain that heart wrenching feeling I have deep inside. When I think about words I can only think pain, sorrow, anger, loss, tragic, heartbreaking, bitter, grief, shocked, confused, helpless... none in which are positive.
When my dad called me Friday morning and told me the news my world literally stopped. I instantly began to burst into tears as soon as he said that horrific line, "18 children are dead." Everything stopped. I began to question why, who, how and.... WHY? Why sweet, precious children? Who could do such a sick and twisted, heinous crime? How could one man ruin and take the lives of so many? WHY....?
After all of my questions went unanswered I began to think. I thought about the parents who will never be able to hold their sweet babies in their arms again and say those three, precious words that we all take for granted. I thought about the Christmas presents under all those trees that will never be able to be opened. I thought about the teachers who became heroes that day when they decided to step up and save the lives of their children. I thought about the amount of grief the entire city of Newtown is feeling. I thought about the first responders having to witness that fatal crime scene first hand. I thought about every aspect, every feeling, every emotion.
Not only did that one man ruin so many lives in Newtown but he also robbed the innocence from SO many children all over. Now parents have to fear their children getting on the bus every morning and kids have to worry about feeling safe at school.
Our country is failing. We have let the Devil have the upper hand in this world. We have taken God out of everything. I feel like after this awful tragedy it's about time we stand up and let him back in. God is the only way that our hearts will heal, He is the only way that our fears will be extinguished and He is the only savior this world has.
Psalms 147:3 He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
God welcomed home 27 beautiful angels. May the families find peace until they're called up to meet with their loved ones again.
Also, please remember to post this, and only this tomorrow: