Yesterday....The Angels Wept.Posted Saturday, December 15, 2012, at 7:59 PM
Diana with a new crop of students many years ago.
Words will not heal this grievous wound, but God can. For those of us who believe, we know that those babies are being tenderly held by Angels, who are drying every tear. It is a small consolation to an entire community whose very core has been shaken by the evil that entered a grade school yesterday.
There is a statue across from the Memorial Site in Oklahoma City. Few words that can make a person understand the magnitude of how God feels about us.
Jesus Wept. (Says it all)
A simple statement that lets us know that all of God's Creation is important to Him.
Like any parent, we want our children to have the very best that life can offer. God gave His Only Begotten Son. The most precious gift that you can ever imagine.
For all the good that comes from the Love of God, it is the forces of Evil who desires to take away our peace and security. We simply cannot allow that. We cannot allow the darkness to invade our homes; schools, churches, and public places.
I believe that each of those children were carried in loving arms to Jesus. I also believe that their parents, if a choice was presented to them would rather that they carried them out of that school unharmed. Who wouldn't?
All of us who have lost a loved one would give just about anything to have the opportunity for one more hug or a kiss. I simply do not think that any words or knowledge can take away the raw pain that these parents are feeling right now.
Under the eyes of the nation and world, their grief will be witnessed. Allow them, their closed doors and private tears. Be there when they can finally find a moment to breathe. And most of all, Pray for them and this nation.
It is hard not to be fearful when so many things have happened to our very best of our future. Again, we have to look up in the midst of the storm and see God. It is His Light, that shines through the clouds and brings the rainbow to our skies after the rain.
Yesterday, we wept with the Angels. They came to take so many home and all of us wished it was not so.
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Fixing fence is the one of the hardest jobs on a ranch. I no longer live on a ranch, but I do know what hard work is. Fences are everyone's concern, but nowadays,the "hole" is always your neighbor's side not your own. It used to be that you would respect your neighbor and mend the fence together. If their cows got in your field, a simple phone call resolved the problem. You might even saddle up your own horse and help them gather them up. We need more people who are willing to roll their sleeves up and fix the fence regardless of who your neighbor is. There are people in this country who need to be reminded that a fence is like the way you should conduct your life. Your posts should be straight and neat. The wire needs to be stretched tight and your gate might be closed, but can still be easily opened. And most of all, we can all saddle up together and ride the range, it won't matter if you have an Appaloosa, Quarter Horse or Thoroughbred. The cows still have to be gathered, fences have to be fixed, and the range is a wide open space of opportunity for us all.