Wednesday, December 19, 2012

In light of the recent tragedy, things have been a little slow around here.
I think everyone is holding their little ones just a bit closer this Holiday season.
I know my heart is heavy for Newton.

I saw this poem on a friends facebook account and thought it was to sweet not to pass on.

Twas 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
When 20 beautiful children stormed through Heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air, 
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.

They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is Heaven" declared a small boy, "we're spending Christmas at God's house."

When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their Savior, and the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same,
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.

And in that moment was joy, that only Heaven can bring,
Those children all flew into the arms of their King.
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.

And as if He could read all the questions she had,
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of Mom and Dad."
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below,
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, the woe.

Then he closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"May this country be delivered from the hands of fools,"
"I am taking back my nation. I am taking back my schools!"

Then He and the children stood up without a sound,
"Come now my children, let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran,
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.

And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."

Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA

I know I am late in writing about this but I hope this doesn't go forgotten as some news tends to do as we get busy.
My prayers are with those families missing their little ones, and with all of us for the safety of our own children.


  1. oh perfect and sweet. looking at the event this way helps. holding back the tears. My daughter keeps asking me about the flags being half mast. so sad. thanks for this.

  2. Wow. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing!

  3. I will share your poem on my blog, I hope that's ok. I had tears in my eyes, so well written. Amazing.


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