is contained in this beautiful poem that I received via forwarded message on my email. It was written to commemorate the victums of the tragic Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting that took place last week. At this time of national mourning, please keep the victims and their families in your prayers. That goes for the soul of the guilty party, as well, for he is in most need of God's mercy.
Twas' 11 Day Before Chrismtas
Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38 a.m.
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there. They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their Savior, the children gathered near.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name. And in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring.
Those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace, one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had,
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below.
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe.
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"Come now, my children, let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran. All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight, "In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
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