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My Child, My Rose

Today like so many, I said a prayer for the families. For the students that lost their lives to a man that many didn't know. Heavenly Father, I ask you this day to watch over the families. Watch over the souls of the students that lost their lives to an intruder of evil. Evil has prayed upon the innocent and those doing your work. I pray for these families, in hopes they may find closure to such a tragedy. So many lives have been taken. So many hearts have been stricken with grief. Allow them to know that only the body is put to rest and not the soul. For the body is made from sands of thee earth. To thee earth may the body be replanted to sprout new life. May their tears replenish thee earth with water to feed the new life. In thee end may life be brought back in the form of a rose. A rose that may grow with the darkest shades of red. For it is the color in which signifies "Love". If your will. Allow the stem and leaves to be as green as thee pastures for which they lay their heads to rest. May the thorns be sharp to protect them for intruders. May their rose grow from now until the end. AMEN

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