Saturday, July 9, 2016

A Mother's Grief

Jeremiah 31:15New King James Version (NKJV)

Thus says the Lord:
“A voice was heard in Ramah,
Lamentation and bitter weeping,

Rachel weeping for her children,
Refusing to be comforted for her children,
Because they are no more.”


I watched two snuff movies this week. No, I'm not a crazy Satan worshipping deviant. I watched mostly by mistake, they were posted on Facebook. Two young black men coldbloodedly murdered by cops. I haven't got into the black lives matter movement. I refused to listen to watch/or be a part of to any of the issues concerning race relations in America. Not because I didn't care, but because I care too much. I didn't want to be manipulated and controlled by the powers that be. I saw a deliberate race baiting forming. One thing I know for sure is they hate us all. I saw the beginning of the destruction of our infrastructure and the intentional dividing of our people. This is my heart on the matter.

No mother should have to watch any other mother's children die. No mother should have to warn her child not to reach in their pocket if asked by police to see their ID. No mother should have to spend their whole day praying for their child to return home from work because they wear a blue uniform. No mother should have to choose what side to be on. We should not be asked to decide who children are the most important. I have not been able to stop crying for the bloodshed that is creating this racial divide.

I have one son and two grandsons, how do I tell them that they are considered worthless because of the color of their skin? How do I protect them from the sinister monster of racism? How do I tell the mother of a murdered child that prayer will change things without it sounding like a cop out? How do I teach love when hate is winning?

 How do I comfort a mother in the Middle East who child's life was considered collateral damage? How do I say we love you to a fellow Christian whose child was beheaded on a playground by USA funded terrorist? How do I tell a grieving mother of the Orlando tragedy that not every Christian hated your dead child for their lifestyle choice? How do you comfort a mother whose thirteen-year old's blood covers her bed? How do you tell a mother that it's not because her child is black, white, brown, yellow, red or wearing blue, Muslim, Christian or a Jew? It's just greed, bloodthirst and hate?

I have cried for each of these children. I have cried and cried. I sit here with a tear stained face and I say...ENOUGH! Stop killing our children. Stop killing God's likeness and image.

Oh, United States of America weep for your sins have reached heaven. 

Joel 2:12-14New King James Version (NKJV)

A Call to Repentance

12 “Now, therefore,” says the Lord,
“Turn to Me with all your heart,
With fasting, with weeping, and with mourning.”
13 So rend your heart, and not your garments;
Return to the Lord your God,
For He is gracious and merciful,
Slow to anger, and of great kindness;
And He relents from doing harm.
14 Who knows if He will turn and relent,
And leave a blessing behind Him—
A grain offering and a drink offering
Cry out weeping mothers! We have had enough, stop the innocent bloodshed all over this world.

And Jesus weep.

Come Lord Jesus!