Friday, December 14, 2012

12-14-12... Dear Families of the Connecticut Children,



Born for another world, they were taken in the dawn of life.
Innocent and beautiful, of whom this world is not worthy. They passed away, carried by angels into Heaven’s arms.
Mom and dad are shattered with broken hearts. grief too unbearable to speak.  
Little saints are comforted and received in the Father’s embrace. He holds them close in precious healing and very real, everlasting life. You won’t hear their sweet voices in your home anymore, but they will lift up their voices now to sing in His.
Mom and dad, brothers and sisters, no one can take this grief from you – it has wiped the wind from your lungs.  The pain is like a dagger tearing into your heart as reality hits over and over.  Nothing can remove this suffering that cannot be escaped; but you must head straight into it like a great oncoming wave. Right now it is too faint to see, but there is a glimmer of light that will grow into hope for your family. Know that “Jesus wept.”
Jesus groaned. “Therefore, when Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who came with her weeping, He groaned in the spirit and was troubled”- John 11:33-35.  It was not supposed to be like this, men were not supposed to die. It was not supposed to be this way.

“Jesus wept.”

Your little ones are safe and loved more than you would ever be capable of loving them. Soon your heart will be able to see them dancing before the King in joy unspeakable. In a wisdom we cannot yet understand, they have perhaps been spared from greater evil to come.

 "Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good"- Romans 12:21
Once the devil asked me if God was still good. but we don't speak to him. Yes, God is still good!
“Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him…”
You will survive this. And now you must seek to go to them, for they can never return to you here.  They live there! Believe God and you will be together again. He holds your tears in a bottle and not one is lost or unseen. God is there keeping all the shattered pieces together and holding you when you are too weak to breathe. 

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