Looking out the window this afternoon I sighed gazing up at the sky through the sheer, pink curtains. I spoke to God, our Creator, and our Father. After leaving my Facebook News Feed where I read of very horrific things happening in Israel, I said…
“Father, this world is just getting to be too much. I want to go home. We cannot take much more. I’ve grown so weary of this world and all that glitters with the ugliest truth behind it all. From the easy-access, explicit content today’s youth have at the click of a mouse or the flipping of the TV remote, to the persecution of the people that I consider my family in Ukraine and Israel and Iraq…it must stop. I want to go to that place where our bodies never know disease, nor do tears ever flow from our eyes. I want to see my grandpa again, and to see my dad who left this world a couple of months ago. If I make it there I will see him with a brand new set of legs in a body that never grows old.
Oh, Father…please take us home.”
To all of the people being tortured, killed and destroyed in Iraq because of their religion and all else, to the people of dear Ukraine, and oh, Israel! I love all of you! You are not alone! I just want to take a moment and remind all of you special people in the world that you are loved, you are our friends and our family, and are always in our prayers. Don’t be afraid, God is with you. Do not lose hope or forget who you are even though its all beyond too much to bear.