I, like most Americas this morning, am trying to wrap my brain around the unconscionable shooting spree yesterday in Connecticut. I am grieving for the parents and families as they struggle to deal with the immensity of this crime and their personal losses. I am seeking to express the depth of my anger, pain, and compassion for those involved.
I hurt for America too. What a sad day in our history that we kill our own parents and children. We have taken a wrong turn, away from God and family. I am crying out for mercy, and for our people to repent of their sins and receive the goodness of a good God. God have mercy on us. All of us need Him.
I hear the whys within the questions
I see the darkness within the night
I see the tears within the weeping
I hear the cries within the screams
I see the killer within the man
I see the man within the killer
I feel the emptiness in the needless loss
I see the suffering within the pain
And move in compassion.
I hear the questions within the inquiries
And wait for grace.
I see the unseen fists raised at God
And ask for mercy.
I see the war within the battle
And sacrifice praise.
I see the divisions within the dividing walls
And mend fences.
I see the light in the sun
And look beyond.
I see the sunrise within the sunset
And hope for tomorrow
I hear a trumpet blast upon the clouds
And rise and rise to be with Him.
©Bonnie Saul Wilks