A Week ago today in Newtown, Connecticut the lives of 26 people’s families changed forever (28 if you count the families of the shooter and his mother). An act of horrendous violence was committed and it was senseless. I still can’t wrap my head around something like that and every time I see the faces of those little children and those selfless hero teachers who died in an effort to protect the children of that school it becomes even more heartbreaking to me.
As Christmas nears for these families there will be less smiles and less laughter because they won’t have their babies but when I heard this poem on the Dr. Phil show the other day it seemed as if maybe there was something that could provide those families comfort. Knowing that their sweet little angels will never have to experience any pain or suffering ever again because they are in God’s hands now and that they will be watching over them. I shared this poem on facebook last night but I think that this day, only a week after the tragedy, it should be shared once more. I hope all of you will share it with someone you know who has lost a loved one and perhaps it will give them some comfort as well.
Twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
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.
“where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
“this is heaven.” declared a small boy. “we’re spending Christmas at God’s house.”
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
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!”
“may this country be delivered from the hands of fools”
“I’m taking back my nation. I’m taking back my schools!”
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.”
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA
The Diary: Succession of Lies (Now Available)
Writing as “Jaycee Durant”