When I heard of the tragic events at Sandy Hook on Friday my heart was broken. Initially I did not tell my children about it. Not because I thought they would be terrified but because I wanted to shield them from all the evil in the world. Saturday I decided that there was no way I could keep it from them so I called them in and told them what happened. I asked them to pray for the families and loved ones of those who had died. They do not understand the scope of the tragedy and for that I am grateful, but they do remember them in all their prayers, and for that I am grateful too.
This morning as my heart was heavy with sorrow for Sandy Hook I recognized the song that had been stuck in my head all morning. The hymn
Sweet Hour of Prayer. The line that kept repeating in my head was,
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief
. . .
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
To all those who are in a season of distress and grief, I will do the only thing that I know will help.
You will be in my prayers.
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