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I wanted to share my son Connor's lamentation which was tearfully read during this past Sunday evening's service by young Timmy Brice Barnett of The Young Trumpeters here at the Ft. Worth Main Sanctuary. Over 500 were in attendance.
A candle light vigil and wonderful prayer service followed my personal plea for a slumbering America to wake up and smell the coffee of God's righteousness in a national revival.
Because remember, God can do an EVEN BETTER job of stopping the school shooters than our church members can with their best assault rifles and underground bunkers filled with ammo.
A candle light vigil and wonderful prayer service followed my personal plea for a slumbering America to wake up and smell the coffee of God's righteousness in a national revival.
Because remember, God can do an EVEN BETTER job of stopping the school shooters than our church members can with their best assault rifles and underground bunkers filled with ammo.
A Lamentation for Sandy Hook Elementary School - December 14th, 2012
by Connor Lowman
God killed our children in Connecticut today. He did so to show us the error of our way.
Looking away while the gunman came near, God said: "They don't want me there, so I will stay here."
So God looked away; from the school, and from all the classrooms he looked away; "That is fair" God said, "since to Me they no more pray."
"Pow," "Bam," the shots rang out, clipping the young ones (who with screams declared): "Let us out!!!!!!!!!"
Many a frightened child, their teachers in tears; hiding in closets and behind locked doors that will not ease their fears.
Little ones running for their lives, jumping behind tables and desks; as they are picked off by God's Messenger Adam Lanza like pests.
"Please, God, no!!!", they scream, hoping above all hope for a way out from the God they derided; but God had other plans--their fate has been decided.
Our God sent them to the cemetery; He showed us what happens when you take the Bible out of the library.
And now, lights and sirens fill the air, with sobbing and tears and endless moans of despair.
But we are no less deserving of the punishment we have earned; God murdered our children so our souls won't be burned.
No more futures for 26 people, 20 of them children, although this too was an act of love, since now we can bring God back in and look to a home in the clouds above.
So with mourning and ministering and the passing of time, let us reach out our hands and maybe God's light will once again shine.
Maybe that glow from the city set on the hill will once again be Jesus as we kneel to His Will.
Amen.
Looking away while the gunman came near, God said: "They don't want me there, so I will stay here."
So God looked away; from the school, and from all the classrooms he looked away; "That is fair" God said, "since to Me they no more pray."
"Pow," "Bam," the shots rang out, clipping the young ones (who with screams declared): "Let us out!!!!!!!!!"
Many a frightened child, their teachers in tears; hiding in closets and behind locked doors that will not ease their fears.
Little ones running for their lives, jumping behind tables and desks; as they are picked off by God's Messenger Adam Lanza like pests.
"Please, God, no!!!", they scream, hoping above all hope for a way out from the God they derided; but God had other plans--their fate has been decided.
Our God sent them to the cemetery; He showed us what happens when you take the Bible out of the library.
And now, lights and sirens fill the air, with sobbing and tears and endless moans of despair.
But we are no less deserving of the punishment we have earned; God murdered our children so our souls won't be burned.
No more futures for 26 people, 20 of them children, although this too was an act of love, since now we can bring God back in and look to a home in the clouds above.
So with mourning and ministering and the passing of time, let us reach out our hands and maybe God's light will once again shine.
Maybe that glow from the city set on the hill will once again be Jesus as we kneel to His Will.
Amen.
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