December 14, 2012 is a day that we will all remember and mourn. Twenty innocent children lost their lives in a tragic way. Eight young boys and twelve young girls. Six brave women who are heroes in all of our eyes.
As stories unfold, I cannot fathom what the people of Newtown are experiencing. The pain, the sorrow, the questions. But one thing that strikes me is the constant talk of prayers and that they are with Jesus.
I find myself crying multiple times a day over this horrific tragedy. At one point, as I was reading some more about the victims, I was sniffling and trying to hold back my emotions because my 3 year old daughter was sitting next to me. I guess my muffled cries sounded like laughter and she looked up at me, smiling, and asked me, "Mommy, what's so funny on the computer?" I had to smile at her through my tears and pretend that everything was just fine.
All we can really do is pray for the families of everyone involved. Pray for little Noah's twin sister, Arielle, who will certainly have a huge loss to overcome. Pray that she never feels guilt for having survived when her best friend did not. I will be praying for her. A lot.
Pray for all of the mommies and daddies of these beautiful little angels. Pray for their grandmas and papas who must feel so broken. Pray for all of the Sandy Hook students who will never be the same. Pray for the counselors, Pastors, policemen, firefighters. Pray for the husbands, boyfriends, and siblings of the beautifully brave women.
Get on your knees and pray. Newtown needs your prayer right now. Fall on your face and pray for them.