grief and a prayer

I am so grief stricken over the lose of life that occurred recently that I felt I had to speak about it. I am unsure if any crime could be more heinous than gunning down helpless, terrified, innocent, babies. You know- I realize that many of us do not, and will never share beliefs and opinions concerning politics, or religion, or gun control, or anything for that matter, but I have to say that we should all share in the belief that this was senseless, horrific, traumatic, and unimaginable. I wonder why we take to social media outlets to promote political agendas etc. If I had lost a child on the day of this massacre I would be angered by what people are talking about. I just can't wrap my mind around what the loss of a child would be like. I have day dreamed of the future's of my children since I knew that they were conceived. I have high hopes that they will be successful and happy, loved, devoted to Christ, and most of all content. I imagined their appearances, their personalities, their voices, theirs fingers and toes, their laughs... I am sure each of these parents did the same.  Is there a parent that attempted to get their baby to sleep in their own bed half the night before, as I did? Was it a hurried morning? Were they short tempered with their child as I was while I was attempting to get us out the door? I have over thought each action of my parenting that day. What would I do if this were me? I have snuggled my babies tighter since then. I am sitting here typing watching my babies sleep. I am unsure if anything has resonated with me as this event has. This morning in church I silently was pleading with God to wrap these mothers, fathers, siblings, cousins, classmates, policemen, first responders in his peace and mercy. God please flood them with a peace that makes you so real to them in these moments. Hold them, love them, give them the strength to get out of bed tomorrow. I understand how so many question an existence of God, a loving God that would allow such horror to unfold on the innocent. I know that God allows us free will and teaches us things through events that surround us. Even as I believe as much as I do- I understand this thought. Please God, make yourself real to these people. I hope that they see your love in action, let your people rise up to address even their unspoken needs. Shield them from the many avenues the enemy will use to gain a foothold in their lives. Lord, may I never forget how precious each day is with these miracle children you have given me.  To anyone affected by this as much as I have been I pray that you will use this as I have to reassess what we have been given, blessed with, entrusted with... words are so inadequate related to this. I just find myself near tears.