Thinking of You, Newtown, Connecticut
Something tells me God did not intend for the world to be this way. Yet, we live in times of agonizing perplexity.
Something also tells me that man has a terminal disease. The savage killings and bomb threat inflicted upon Newtown, and elsewhere, will be lost, unless we reinforce in our minds and hearts the highest place for HIM to reside.
May those precious, innocent angels and their devoted school employees sleep where pain, anguish and suffering do not exist. And as our prayers ascend upward, let the light of the stars above become windows from heaven to look upon us, forever.