When the Unthinkable Happens

My sleep was far from peaceful last night.  The horrors that we heard over the radio, that we watched on tv making it impossible.  For the school in Connecticut that was under such violence yesterday.   Late yesterday afternoon Drew called me with a warning, watch the news, he said.  Its unfathomable to us that someone is able to do such a thing, and yet we know that Satan's reach is far and deep and unimaginable.  That the depravity of man is capable of such wickedness.

Drew came home from work and sat with the kids, holding them a bit tighter than normal. We mourn for those parents who dropped their kids off at school and came home tonight without them.  For the families that will be without a mother or a father.  We pray for the families and the friends of those who will be entering this Christmas very differently than they thought they would. 

We grieve, for we are reminded of how far the world has fallen, we grieve for the children that were subject to such violence, for those who survived and will have to learn to deal with the knowledge of something very beyond their years.   And yet, we have hope.  This Christmas season we celebrate the birth of the victorious Son.  And when we read the last versus in the Bible (Rev 22:20-21) "He who testifies to these things says, "Yes I AM coming soon.: Amen. Come, Lord Jesus.  The grace of the Lord Jesus be with God's people.  Amen".

And believers will be held united these weeks as their prayers will echo "Come Lord Jesus! Maranatha!"