Saddened

Our country remains shocked and grief-stricken over the horrific events of  this past week.   We cannot put into words how it makes us feel, and so many are left with one question: "Where was God?"

I don't have children, so I cannot even begin to imagine the pain of losing a child, especially in this way.  But the ugliness and cruelty is unmistakable.  And perhaps it's because I don't have a child that these claims of God being gone from school has hit me just as hard as the massacre of tiny babes.  There is no question that the teaching of religion and God has been sadly removed from our public school system, BUT, God was there among the chaos.

It was His hand that guided teachers into saving the lives of so many innocent little hearts.  It was God who comforted the terrified.  Sin is powerful, but God is stronger.  Satan is so good at blaming his work on God, and it's almost second nature for us to point the finger at the one saving us rather than the one swaying us.  I ache for the families who lost a loved one.  I hurt for the children who will have nightmares of that day.  And I cry for those who continue to think it was God who let this happen.

"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change and though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea; though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains quake at its swelling pride. Selah. The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah."
 Psalm 46:1-3,7