Special Poem for
Newtown, Connecticut Victims
Twas' 11 days before Christmas
at about 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 up there
They were filled with such joy
they didn't seem to know what to say
They remembered nothing
of what happened earlier that day
"Where are we?" asked a little girl
as quiet as a mouse
"This is Heaven," declared a little boy,
"We're spending Christmas at God's house!"
When what to their wondering eyes
did suddenly appear
But Jesus, their Savior
which caused the children to draw near
He looked at them and smiled
and they smiled at Him just the same
Then He opened His arms
and called them by Name
And in that moment was joy
that only Heaven can bring
Those children all raced
into the arms of their King
And as they lingered
in the warmth of His loving embrace
One small girl turned
and looked at Jesus' face
And because He knew
the questions she had
He gently whispered to her,
"I will take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on earth
the world far below
He saw all the hurt
the sorrow and woe
Then He closed His eyes
and He outstrecthed His hand,
"Let My Power and Presence
re-enter into 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,
Then Jesus said, "Come now My children
let me show you around."
Excitemant filled the space,
as children skipped and some children ran
All displayig enthusiasm
that only a small child can
And I heard Jesus proclaim
as He walked out of sight,
"In the midst of the darkness,
I AM STILL THE LIGHT!"
e-mailed from Wendy Tafoya
