Christians Caring and Sharing

Hi Joann: Yes, you can post this in your loss group. The Lord wrote
this to me and I gave it to the Mother of the two little boys who
drowned. It was Christmas time and we had rehearsed these two boys in
a music presentation at church. We had just taken the boys, and other
children to our local nursing home. They were all dressed in angel
outfits and gave out homemade Christmas cards to the patients there.
Then we took them back to the church for the music program. One was
five and the other was 3. It was just a few days later they went to
be with the Lord. There was much healing for both Mother and Grandmother
from this letter.

I just believe the Lord will touch broken hearts of anyone who reads
this. God bless Lynne
God bless Lynne

> > DEAR LORD, WHY DO CHILDREN DIE?
> >
> >
> > Why, dear Lord, do children die
> > When some are very young;
> > Please give me a way to understand
> > The workings of the Master's Hand.
> >
> > I know that you do not kill
> > Or take young children's lives;
> > We know who the enemy is
> > We can see through his disguise.
> >
> > The devil is the thief that tries
> > To steal my little lambs;
> > He hates, with an intensity
> > Children of the Great I Am.
> >
> > Yes, I love my little ones
> > Their hearts are pure and true;
> > They carry faith and my desire
> > Inside them lights a holy fire.
> >
> > There are different reasons, child
> > Why some little ones die;
> > In some cases it is to keep away
> > A worse tragedy from another day.
> >
> > Then there are little ones
> > My little daughters and my sons;
> > Who had an accidental deaths
> > Who now are laid to a peaceful rest.
> >
> > Why the children you ask
> > As their futures are ripped away;
> > It is not my doing child
> > The price of others sins, they pay.
> >
> > Some are beaten and abused
> > Deaths are frequent from drug use;
> > Try alcohol frenzy on for size
> > With the spirit of death, there's no compromise.
> >
> > There are many children who pay a price
> > By abusive relatives and friends;
> > The evil desires that infect this land.
> > O God, why do you stay your mighty hand?
> >
> > Then there are older children and young adults
> > Whose lives are brought to an abrupt end;
> > The barrel of a gun explodes
> > We just lost more of our friends.
> >
> > Why, O God, can you not intervene
> > In behalf of these children when they're so hurt;
> > I know they're happy and at peace with you
> > But, here their legacy is 6 feet of dirt.
> >
> > Can you give me any insight
> > So I can understand what went wrong?
> > Why two little children are gone
> > They'll never wake to see another dawn?
> >
> > What do the Mother and Father feel
> > When the death of their children becomes so real;
> > It is a loss that cannot be replaced
> > Even by another baby's precious face.
> >
> > Only you, Lord, can heal death's sting
> > That losing a precious child can bring;
> > The important thing, daughter, for you to see
> > Is that these little ones are now with me.
> >
> > I can't try to make you understand
> > Why death ravages your land;
> > Just know I love these little ones with all my heart
> > From my presence they'll never depart.
> >
> > These precious little ones have come home
> > They dance before my Father's throne;
> > Never again will they feel life's pain
> > Joy unspeakable is the gift they've gained.
> >
> > Words by Lynne Gilmore
> > Copyright 1-10-2001