You are all in my prayers.
I haven't been able to bring myself to read any of the details; my mother-heart can't take it. But the shootings have led to a lot of interesting conversations between my husband and me. Conversations about gun control and how wicked this world has become and what we can do to make our home a safe refuge for our children.
It's enough to make me want to live as a hermit for the rest of my life, to keep my kids under a rock so they never have to face the ugliness of the world.
But then Mr. Brown Eyes gave a Family Home Evening lesson about Jesus Christ and everything He's done for us. And we sang this song from the Primary songbook:
"How could the Father tell the world
of love and tenderness?
He sent His Son, a newborn babe,
with peace and holiness.
How could the Father show the world
the pathway we should go?
He sent His Son to walk with men
on earth that we may know.
How could the Father tell the world
of sacrifice, of death?
He sent His Son to die for us
and rise with living breath.
What does the Father ask of us?
What do the scriptures say?
Have faith, have hope, live like His Son.
Help others on their way.
What does He ask?
Live like His Son."
Words by Mabel Jones Gabbott
It doesn't matter what we are going through, Jesus Christ has been there. He can heal all hurts, dry all tears, and fill all loneliness. Because of Him, the world will know peace again.
And so will each one of us.
I love Him so much,
The Brown-Eyed Girl