Saturday, December 15, 2012

Bless All the Dear Children

I offer these fumbling, anemic words for the people of Newtown, Connecticut.  

We’re upset and afraid.  For this moment, without intending to rebuke or argue, could I ask each of us to set aside politicized subjects, and focus on the poor people who are devastated by violence? 

May the Lord bless them with compassion and healing. May God bless each of you with a peace that passes understanding.

And may he “bless all the dear children in His tender care, and take us to heaven to be with Him there.” 


  1. Bless you, Pastor. These souls will find comfort in the arms of Jesus, and if prayers need be the wings to speed them on their way, then they will be at once with our blessed Saviour.
    I agree wholeheartedly, this is a time for strength and compassion. Jesus is writing in the sand, while we hurt and rage. When we are spent, he will open his arms to us, as well. I think he is writing, "I am the way.."