All that will come today are whispered prayers.
As a mother I hold my children close and grieve for those who have lost their precious babies. Lost to this world by something horrific, unimaginable, and beyond-words dark. Yesterday, my pastor read this prayer by Max Lucado. It reminds us that Christ came into the darkness of this world to provide hope. Hope in who He is. Hope in what He would give. And hope of what is yet to come.
Max Lucado's 'A Christmas Prayer'