School Shootings.

School shootings.

I remember April 20, 1999--my life was shattered as I watched the unfolding of what is now just known as Columbine.

I contacted Derek, who was the youth pastor at the time--what would we do?  We set a very fragile plan in place, praying that we would never need it--and thankfully, while we lived in West Kelowna, it was never needed.

When I watched in horror the newscast of Sandy Hook Elementary School school shooting--all I could think of was:  Jesus come.  Come like you promised.

I realize now that that whispered prayer was selfish.  I long for a time where there is no more pain, no more school shootings, company restructuring, cancer, wayward children, or distress.

My heart longs for security, but I know that is something I will never truly find on earth.  I have cried out to God several times this year, come like you promised.  You said you would...but then my heart wains as I think of all the people who haven't heard of His sacrifice and those that have heard but have not turned their hearts towards God and I am stayed for the moment--secure of my future, because I know who holds it.

And this song is my hearts cry:

Like you promised