Light "Corner View"
There are no words to describe or to explain the events that occurred on Friday. I wish I could almost say it is unbelievable, but that would not be true. Events like this have occurred 37 times in my life time. Once is to many. I grew up in a home where we had guns. We used them for protection as we owned property on the border of Denali National Park. Guns were a necessity to protect oneself from bears, wolfs, and a charging moose. So, I understand the argument very well from those who wish to have the right to bear arms. What I don't understand is why anyone would need a semi-automatic weapon. I don't understand why anyone would have these guns in a home where there are children. They never talk about the accidental shootings that occur each year from a child's curiosity, or the husband or wife who in anger loose their temper and take it too far. When are we going to say enough.
Across town a friend who lost her 10 year old son three years ago to cancer, is now battling to save her husbands life from pancreatic cancer. How will she survive? She is a stay at home mother. Who will look after her children when they come home from school. How will she pay the bills! It seems almost too much to ask of anyone person.
In another home a husband and wife grieve the lost of their 6 year old daughter. She died this summer to Mitochondrial disease. There will be no squeals of delight on Christmas morning. Even the poor dog is grieving.
The grieve is so thick! The pain is so real! I hug my children closer. I put down what I am doing to listen more patiently, and despite all this darkness I have to choose the light. The light of goodness! The light that Jesus is the Christ! That he lives ! That through him everything will be all right in the end for in Psalms 147:3 it says "He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds." I choose to follow the light for it says in 2 Samuel 23:4 "And he shall be as the light of the morning when the sun riseth, even a morning springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain."
I choose to let my light shine to share all that is good in me and with others. In Mathew chapter 5 verse 16 it says, "Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven." While I am only one I can make a difference.
Across town a friend who lost her 10 year old son three years ago to cancer, is now battling to save her husbands life from pancreatic cancer. How will she survive? She is a stay at home mother. Who will look after her children when they come home from school. How will she pay the bills! It seems almost too much to ask of anyone person.
In another home a husband and wife grieve the lost of their 6 year old daughter. She died this summer to Mitochondrial disease. There will be no squeals of delight on Christmas morning. Even the poor dog is grieving.
The grieve is so thick! The pain is so real! I hug my children closer. I put down what I am doing to listen more patiently, and despite all this darkness I have to choose the light. The light of goodness! The light that Jesus is the Christ! That he lives ! That through him everything will be all right in the end for in Psalms 147:3 it says "He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds." I choose to follow the light for it says in 2 Samuel 23:4 "And he shall be as the light of the morning when the sun riseth, even a morning springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain."
I choose to let my light shine to share all that is good in me and with others. In Mathew chapter 5 verse 16 it says, "Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven." While I am only one I can make a difference.
Comments
Shauna xoxoxoxxo
Blessings,
Dianne
Merry Christmas to you and yours.
Thank you for popping by my blog! :-)
Nice post.
you're a courageous woman, kelleyn.
happy holidays to you all.
n♥
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