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The following was submitted by Rosemary, one of our faithful prayer warriors:
Scream of anguish pierce the heavens, Rachel crying for her children. She can not be comforted because they are no more. The infants in terror try to scream and fight for their lives but they are no match for Herod?s soldiers nor are infants a match for the vacuum that tears them apart in their mother?s womb. The women exit the building in stunned disbelief of the horror at what just happened to their children and to them. They are to hold their grief to their hearts at the death of their children and to pretend and to pretend and to pretend that all is well. They return to school or work or home and pretend that they are just fine.
Where do you go with this kind of horror and pain?