The LORD is in his holy temple; the Lord’s throne is in heaven; his eyes see, his eyelids test, the children of man. – Psalm 11:4
My heart aches for my friends. It is heavy in a way that feels like there is no hope. Yet, I am gently reminded that you are in your temple, you reign.
Help me not to listen to the words of the false one, who would have me and my friends flee like a bird to a cave.
You are our King. You love your people. You have not turned a deaf ear to the cries of your dear ones. We serve a risen Savior.
Love my friends well, your precious little ones, in their grief and, what appears to be, insurmountable pain. Comfort them as only you can.