Pray for the children

My son and I sat together this afternoon, not believing what our eyes were seeing as we watched Fox News. The police officer was giving a description of the "horrific scene" at the little one room schoolhouse where children were shot execution style.

Execution style...not something you would associate with a one room schoolhouse or the Amish. My mind creates pictures of what those little girls went through. I turned to my son and told him, "If they aren't safe in an Amish schoolhouse, where are our children safe?". Then, I read this evening, a similar thought on the Crunchy Con blog.

I watched this afternoon as sobbing mothers were comforted by friends and family. Their little girls still in the schoolhouse, "evidence" that could not be moved.

I love this country. I fly American flags all Summer on my porch. I know we live in a great land. It is just beyond my comprehension that we could have three school shootings in approx. a week's time. Especially this one...little girls who left home this morning, skipping and jumping, hugs and kisses given to mommies and daddies. Little girls who either won't come home or who are in the hospital in critical condition. Dolls waiting for their girls to arrive home. Places empty at the dinner table.

We need to do some serious praying.