So, I sent a blog post to a friend instead of posting it here....she in turn wrote her own post about the same topic.
I don't think I will publish mine. It was more for myself than anything. I cried while I wrote it. I cried for those that I wrote about.
I cried because my words meant nothing, it didnt matter what I said, it didnt matter what I did. Nothing I can do can change the heart of man...
So, how is it that I still have hope? How is it that I still cry about it? That I still pray for these dear friends?
'Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit,' says the LORD Almighty.
Oh yes, the day will come...
So, Lord help me to pray.