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Religion Poem: America, Cry for Your Dead

Posted: January 22, 2013 - 4:46pm
Billy Arrington
Billy Arrington

America cry for your dead. Weep and gnash your teeth in grief but do not ask the question, “Where was God” in the massacre in Newtown, Connecticut. Although we had expelled Him from schools, He was there. As the bullets riddled the bodies of those tiny victims He was there. He was with each and every one of them as he ushered those little souls upward to Heaven.

He was there as Satan stepped through the doors with guns blazing. He was there as adults tried to protect those young lives.

Oh Lord, why is it that bad things happen to good people?

Oh Lord, why does the innocent have to suffer?

I sure don’t have the answers but one thing I do know. He was there. He was there in the foxholes of Germany. He was there on the beaches of Normandy. He was there through the hurricanes of Katrina and Sandy He was there at Columbine High school and He was there at Newtown.

And He will be there for the parents and loved ones of those victims. Do not let your faith waiver, draw from His strength and lean on His everlasting arms.

America cry for your dead but be assured that today they are safe in the arms of almighty God.

Oh God draw them near to you as we pray for those who loved them. Amen and Amen

Billy Arrington is the poet laureate for Sweetwater Baptist Church in North Augusta.

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