Evil

I described something as evil to Rea for the first time today. It was oddly sobering.

The JoyFM was replaying a 9-11-01 timeline complete with 911 calls, news reports, airline communication, etc.  She asked what they were talking about.

I hesitated. It was a surreal moment. 11 years later, this is where I am…this is my life.

My impressionable, vulnerable, innocent little one was asking me about a horrific incident filled with evil.

I considered giving her a simple, soft answer and address it another time. “There were some mean people who tried to hurt others”. In that moment, it didn’t seem like complete truth.

I took a deep breath and I told her what happen that horrific day. I told her about the evil that day. I was flooded with emotions when I thought about my sweet, sweet little ladies and the evil they will deal with in their lifetimes.

I pray that the evil that is in me and around me, like that on 9-11-01, will remind me that THIS IS NOT MY HOME. I pray that my heart will crave, desire, yearn for the greater things above and not set my eyes on things of this world.

After I finished speaking, I quickly prayed for wisdom to answer her questions. I paused. She said nothing. Then she asked me a completely unrelated question.

Lord, hold on to their hearts and please never let go. Give them hearts that yearn for you. Make them restless and thirsty…  completely satisfied by you. ~Humbled mama