This is my little way of expressing myself after the horror in Newtown. I pray for the families.
On the day that terror reignedI huggedmy loved ones. Far away from it I livebut rarely does somethingtouch so close. Tears. Anguish.My heart breaks forthose who have lost. That empty pit feelingdeep down intomy core…my griefcannot match theirs. Evil traipsed inthe hallowed hallsof learning. Childrenwere taught the meaningof fear. And loss. It’s hard to see,but love was there also,in all it’s sacrificial glory,losing the battle yetwinning the war. Love survived.The devil chose thewrong playground.The name of Godshould be honored.For Lucifer willeternally die. Soon. Hearts break, families mourn.A country weeps, the worldgroans under such travail. And yet there is hopein the humanity that gaveto save. There is hopethat love will conquer. Grieve. It is your right.Mourn. It is natural.Hope. Something goodwill come of it. Just believe.