Read an article yesterday in Open Doors & was fascinated by this beautiful sculpture. I sat crying big weepy tears reading about the families in Beslan & remembering when this happened. By the end I had to go & give Eric some hugs. Some of the photos of the children are so haunting...
When children die it's such an affront to our senses. A life cut so very short...
We live in this world though - so much beauty & art & joy & love...but it is contrasted by darkness & hate & death & hate at times.
Sigh...if I dwell on things like that too much I feel so sad. It was never meant to be that way. But next to me my son plays with a puzzle on the floor. There is so much concentration & joy in his face. And so we live, & we live the best way we can, hoping for justice one day & realising that this side of heaven there will always be pain...
Gee, that was a little deep for a Tuesday morning.
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That sculpture is so incredible. Wow. So moving. I feel like one of those mothers, helping to hold up the heaven bound children, both mine and those of my friends. Thank you for sharing this, Lissy.
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