Still getting requests for the Poem for the victims in Newtown, Ct. Like this....
Michael J, I was driving home for the Holidays [the traffic was terrific] & listening to Your station. There was a poem, 11days before Christmas. It was about the terrible shootings in CT. It was so moving that I was really crying while driving down the road. Can You please tell me where to find this poem ? It was fantastic.
Here ya go!- Mj
This
poem was recently forwarded to my mom who passed it along to me through
email.
poem was recently forwarded to my mom who passed it along to me through
email.
Beautifully
written and exactly what I believe happened that Friday
morning:
written and exactly what I believe happened that Friday
morning:
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, 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, and 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'm
taking back my nation. I'm 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)
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, 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, and 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'm
taking back my nation. I'm 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)
