Coming Forth to Carry Me Home

So much has happened since yesterday morning. Making me realize again that in this world there is no peace, no harm from violence. I would like to pray for all of the families involved in the American tragedy yesterday. I would like to include Arizona and the whole United States in those prayers including our President, Barack Obama. There is a better place. God tells us so. HE and HIS Angels are ready to take us home at the right time.
 Spiritual Sunday


Kathleen Battle and Harlem Boys Choir

Comments

Nikki (Sarah) said…
what happened makes me so sad...and reminds me that all we know for sure...is that we have this moment. Praying those people hurt pull through and those who died..their families are comforted.
January 9, 2011 at 6:35 AM
Tea said…
Yes, this moment. Thanks for the reminder. Thank you for stopping by.
January 9, 2011 at 6:55 AM
Donnie said…
So much violence and senseless killings and pain. My heart goes out to all. We need to pray for our country and our President and leaders that God will be in their hearts and they will ask his direction and follow it. Have a blessed Sunday.
January 9, 2011 at 10:59 AM
Ginger~~Enchanting Cottage said…
This is such a tragedy. Yes there is a better place.
God Bless,
Ginger
January 9, 2011 at 4:42 PM
Renee said…
The violence yesterday is so horribly wrong and so senseless...like others have said, it gives us pause and makes us realize how important living in this moment is while knowing where our eternity lies.
January 9, 2011 at 5:25 PM
Charlotte said…
The older I get and the worse the world gets the more I look forward to that place where there will be no violence, no pain and no tears.
What an interesting background you have on your blog. I love it.
Blessings,
Charlotte
January 13, 2011 at 12:58 PM
Tea said…
Hi Charlotte,

Thanks for stopping by. I would like to thank the other posters for stopping by too. So true, the world has become an awfully sad place. Just the end of last week and the beginning of this week in Arizona alone is enough to make a person cry. We can only hope in Jesus.
January 13, 2011 at 1:01 PM
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