I have struggled for days with whether to post this or not.
I don’t want to jump into the heartache, and as my mom says, “Sometimes there are no words to express our sorrow.”
But this vision will not leave me, and I think the Lord wants me to share it.
Before I could capture it, the thought flew from my heart to my head, “Where were you God?”
I wanted to see God leading those precious children out the door to safety, covering them in the shadow of His wings.
And He did not do what I expected Him to do.
But in answer to the question, “Where were you, God,” He gave me a picture in my mind of Jesus leading those little kindergarteners hand in hand, two at a time, one on each side of Him, up to heaven.
He was there. And He brought them home.
Not quite the picture I have in my mind’s eye, but I’ve always loved this one.
Pray for Newtown.