For the little angels

I know that we are all feeling the sorrow nation wide of the tragedy in Newtown, CT and the love that goes out to those families as they deal with the evil that has visited their community. I am not a parent, I do not know exactly what those parents of those 20 children are going through, but I do know I feel for them, their families, and the community as a whole.
There have been many reaching outs to the people in CT since yesterday and I am overwhelmed by all of them. However, this is one that hit me hard.
Aside from the tragedy, we must be able to see a good side to this on behalf of those children and 6 adults taken from this earth yesterday. There is no better way, I feel, that captures it than this poem I read earlier today. It overwhelmed me and brought tears to my eye as I know that it's true and that those children are being taken care of by a higher power than we know here on earth.

Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA

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."

Bless those souls that were taken to soon, the heroes that protected them over themselves out of love, and the families that are left to feel the pain. I feel for you and my heart and prayers go out to each and every one mourning the loss of a friend, a neighbor, a family member, and a child. May you find peace in your hearts and always feel their love for you.