Wolves came in the night.
My precious lambs are not found.
My heart is broken.
It's strange how concerns can change in a second. The last thought on my mind before sleeping was to not forget my daughter's birthday cake in the morning. I awoke to the devastating story of the tragedy in Pakistan. I feel connected to these people though I'm on the other side of the world. I am Christian and I have children like them. They are most precious to me above anything on earth. If I lost a child, a piece of me would be gone forever and I would have to go on through life less whole. I am praying for comfort to fill the hearts of those mourning on this most sacred day.
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