I don't have anything amazing to say about the recent events in the news. I don't have a son that I can write an article about or the gift of turning traditional Christmas poems into a poem of comfort. I'm just a Mom who is heartbroken over the recent events.
I have a son who is the age of the children in that class. I cannot tell you how many times since Friday that my eyes have welled up with tears as I watched him playing without a care in the world. His laugh, his joy, his creativity has always warmed me.
My heart is broken for the families of the children who were lost. No laughter on Christmas morning, no giggles and yelps of delight as they open their gifts. Even the families who have surviving children will not experience it in the same way. Everything will be a reminder of the children who are missing from their homes.
A friend & I were texting about this earlier and it really struck me that we live in such a broken world. It's been broken from the moment Eve took that step & listened to the Devil instead of to the Lord. It was *so* broken, God destroyed it with a flood. It was *so* broken that God sent his Son to make the ultimate sacrifice to take away the brokenness and restore the life that God created the world to be. And one day He will send His son back to claim it for His own. He will take away the brokenness and restore it to the beauty, fullness & perfection it was back on Day 1.
It's hard to watch the news, to read the news, to listen to the stories & see the smiling faces of those little ones. I'm thankful for the reminder that one of our pastors gave us today. It's ok to mourn. Jesus wept with Lazarus' family even tho He KNEW He would raise Lazarus from the dead. He wept with them because he mourned with those who mourn. It's ok for us to mourn with those who mourn and weep with those who weep. Even if we don't know them, it's ok to hurt with those who hurt.