Cottage-by-the-Sea, #32. 11/18/15

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Abba Father,
Words.
There just aren’t any.
Terrorists.
Violence their only way.
Words?
How do they counter?
Bombs?
Suicide missions?
Words.
Spoken softly,  unheard.
Shouted.
Stir the anger.
Words.
Must be backed up.
With what?
More violence, death?
Words.
“Guide us, Lord.”
Whispered into the wind.
They empty me.
Words.
Now prayed.
In faith we wait,
For You.
                 dfav  11/18/15
—Donna

My heart mourns with France and all the war torn countries around the world. May God bring you some measure of comfort and peace.

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