I am so angry and heart broken for children that have been abused, neglected, and raised with no hope of love or comfort. If my arms were big enough, I would hold them all. I know my Father's are. But oh how I wish they would have known that comfort on this earth, in this time.
They are not only numbers, but they have faces and names and probably most had parents that loved them.
When I see the little faces of children in this country, this day, who are abused, tortured, unloved, unwanted I could almost break. Every face I take to heart.
You mattered. Every one of you precious souls mattered.
I am so angry and heart broken for children that have been abused, neglected, and raised with no hope of love or comfort. If my arms were big enough, I would hold them all. I know my Father's are. But oh how I wish they would have known that comfort on this earth, in this time.
They are not only numbers, but they have faces and names and probably most had parents that loved them.
When I see the little faces of children in this country, this day, who are abused, tortured, unloved, unwanted I could almost break. Every face I take to heart.
You mattered. Every one of you precious souls mattered.