As I woke up this afternoon from sleeping after a long night shift, this letter from the 20 children who lost their lives came to me. It's a letter of comfort to their parents.
Dear Mom and Dad,
When we woke up in heaven, we couldn't believe our eyes. Everything is so beautiful and so bright.
Jesus is here and he greeted us with open arms. He hugged all of us soooo tight and we immediately felt his love and felt whole again.
I looked down at my new body, all of my wounds were gone. My fear and my tears were no longer there. This overwhelming joy came over all of us. We have been holding hands, singing and praising God.
But then, we saw you Mom and Dad. We saw your hurt and your sadness. We see you not sleeping and your feeling guilty about so many things.
God showed us the jar of tears that he is storing for you. I saw the tears of joy you shed when you found out I would be born, the tears that came on the first day we met and the nights that you were so tired and desperately needed sleep. I saw your tears on the day I took my first step and the day I spoke my first word.
I saw your tears when on the day I said "I love you" out of the blue. I see you now staring at my unopened gifts and the tears you shed because you are feeling guilty about working so much or worrying too much about a clean house, but I want you to know we all understand why you were doing those things and there is no need to feel guilty.
We know you loved us deeply and we see the huge hole in your heart. We also see THE HEALER standing right next to us and holding our hands. He has these beautiful big white wings you can hide under. He wants you to cry out to him so he can start to bind up your wounds and heal you.
He wants you to talk to him and tell him all of your frustrations and hurts and to share your anger. He already knows all of it, but still wants to hear it from you anyway because he loves you too Mom and Dad.
Please give my presents to a child who really needs it this Christmas. Maybe the smile you see in another child's eyes will help make a small stitch in sewing your heart back together.
Please don't dwell on the horror we went through that day. Jesus has already wiped away our last tears. There is no pain or crying here in this beautiful place, only joy and total contentment.
By the way, there are so many people out there praying for you and crying out to God for you to be healed. I see so many who don't even know you that are asking God to surround you with his love and to feel his touch. Mom and Dad, we love you so much.