[TMIC] God visits Littleton
CWRUETTEN(AT)aol.com
Thu, 6 May 1999 00:40:19 EDT
Hello everyone....I got this today and thought I would pass it on. Charles
R.
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>TO: L I T T L E T O N
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> FROM: G O D
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> DATE: A P R I L 2 1, 1 9 9 9
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> Dear Parents, Friends and Loved Ones,
> Of these precious youth you've lost,
> I see your broken spirits,
> I know the terrible cost.
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> Though evil reigned at Columbine,
> And horror filled the air,
> I wanted all of you to know,
> I left Heaven and came there.
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> I summoned Heaven's Angels,
> Long before the call came in,
> To share the dreadful warning,
> Of what would soon begin.
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> The angels' wings were folded,
> They knew what was to come,
> When I said, "I'll lead this mission."
> They followed one by one.
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> "I will go and get these babies,
> And bring them home with me,
> Where they'll live in Heaven's Schoolhouse,
> Where it's safe and terror free."
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> Yes, I've prepared a Special Schoolhouse,
> It stands out from all the rest,
> The Welcome Mat reads, "Columbine,"
> It's reserved for Heaven's best.
> I was hovering all around them,
> In the Library and the Hall,
> When the evil forces entered,
> Your children heard me call.
>
> I wrapped my arms around them,
> Pulled them close unto my breast,
> "I've come to take you with me,
> We must go and leave the rest."
>
> "Your friends will long remember,
> All the cool times that we shared,
> And the Angels will remind them,
> How very much you cared."
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> Yes, I took those precious children,
> In the twinkling of an eye,
> We were on our way to Heaven,
> To their Schoolhouse in the sky.
>
> I know your hearts are broken,
> I know the pain you bear,
> My heart is also broken,
> By the evil everywhere.
>
> Please help me fight this battle,
> To keep our children safe,
> Through prayers and love and sharing,
> And holding to the Faith,
>
> That Peace will surely reign one day,
> In schools throughout the lands,
> For all our future hopes and dreams,
> Rest in our students' hands.
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> I'll give you peace to fill your heart,
> Send sun to break the night,
> Provide the strength to move beyond,
> The wrongs and do what's right.
>
>
> You ask how I can know your pain,
> From the loss of your dear one,
> It's because it seems like yesterday,
> When I, too gave up a Son.
>
Since I shared with my (TM) nephew that a prayerful offering up his pain and
suffering and longing with the sufferings of Our Lord, he has found it has
given him a greater strength. Let's continue to strengthen each other with
our daily prayers. And those of you who oftentimes experience a feeling as
one forgotten, lean on the prayers of the rest of us for strength.