As I sit here writing this Sunday, I actually started out trying to finish my July book review, but I just cannot. After learning about the news of not one but two mass shootings, my heart is crushed. If you can think of a word worse than crushed, defeated, broke, shattered, you get the picture, that is my heart, mind, and soul, and I am sure most of you, if not all of you feel the same pain. If you are like me you are asking yourself and God, “What is happening? What is going on? Why are these YOUNG people feeling the need to kill? What is going on in their brains and why is it happening? Is it drugs? Is it influence? But from what? Video games? Social media? Why?” OR an even bigger question, “Where are you God? Where are you in this?” Yes, I find myself asking that and if you are too I don’t blame you. There are families out there who have lost a loved one to a senseless act. All for what? Who knows.
There is so much hatred in this world. So much! I just don’t understand. And trust me, I know life is hard. I know bad things happen. But gosh dang it, I feel like it is out of control. I can’t help but start wondering as a parent with teens is it the substances and the drugs these kids get into? Look I know kids are gonna be kids. I was one once. I did dumb things, made dumb choices, tried things, but now a days I feel like the stuff our kids experiment with really changes them if they get bad stuff. And honestly that is another blog all by itself. Point is I am so sad and I know you are too. I just needed a minute to vent. That is all. Maybe me admiting I am wondering where God is will bring someone else comfort and know they are not alone in this.
As I sit here I will voice that I am in the valley of the unknown and I know God knows me and loves me. He understands me and is listening to my every tear and He will help my unbelief. He will do the same for you. So if you are like me and thinking, ‘That could have been me grocery shopping at Walmart or my son out on the town, that could have been me shot and I would never see my family again or worse my child could have been shot and killed.” As you think that and as I think that, remember this, tell your loved ones what they mean to you. Tell them how much you believe in them and how much you love them. Tell them how proud you are of them and how lucky you are to have them. Tell them. Because you may never get a chance to again. Satan is alive and he is attacking America. Evil is on the rise and we need to rebuke it through prayer and through love. So tell them you love them……
Until Next Time,
XO,
Amy
