My heart was...is heavy this weekend.
I didn't let it show to those around me for the most part, we attended a wedding, we enjoyed the company of family, we continued on with life as normal....
but at the back of my mind the whole time, was the suffering of all those affected by the shooting at the Sandy Hook Elementary school. I can't help but cry every. single. time I let myself think about it. My kids keep asking why I am crying at random moments. I don't know what to tell them. I want to shield them from this horror that no child should ever have to know about, much less experience first hand.
When I heard the news, my seven year old Owen was at school. It hit too close to home. The breath was knocked from my lungs as I tried to grapple with the thought of losing my own child like that.
My arms ache to hug every child, every parent, every loved one left behind to pick up the pieces of this devastation and tell them that there is still good in this world. There is so much good.
I pray that we can all strive to embody that good. That we can all strive to be a little kinder, more patient, more forgiving, more full of love.
At this Christmas time, when many of us celebrate the birth of our Savior. I am grateful for Jesus Christ, who lives, who loves us, and who has the power to heal and comfort in miraculous ways.
I know we all share different belief systems, but one thing we do share is love. So, above all, let us love those around us more fervently.
How neat, if we all simply loved those within our circle of influence a little more and it created a ripple effect of affection that converged on the town of Newtown? Like a giant world wide hug.
My thoughts and prayers are with them this holiday season.
Hugs to you as well my friends.