(Susie)
Could it be that, through the removal of God from the public square, and the general acceptance of abortion and other self-centered behavior, our hearts have been hardened? Perhaps we are all receiving “hearts of flesh.”

The loss of a child in such a horrible way has broken our hearts. God has entered into my sorrow, or perhaps has allowed me to enter into His. My tears are not only mine but His as well. I cry to Him to break my heart more and more. What can I do FOR YOU, oh my Lord and my God?! I know that His love is so much greater than mine and I trust in His words. Like the Roman centurion who asked for his servant to be healed, we say, “Lord, I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof but only say the word and I shall be healed.” Then, in faith, I ask Jesus to heal my daughter. I know that He can do as He wills. So I beg Him to heal her. It may not happen while I am here on this earth, but it will happen. Hope does not disappoint. Keep crying out to God. For the sake of your children and this world, but mainly for the love of our God who willingly gave His own Son to save us, get on your knees and cry out to the One who loves you.

This Sunday, we celebrate the Feast of Pentecost, the coming of the Holy Spirit.

Come Holy Spirit. Save our children from the clutches of the evil one. Remove their hearts of stone and replace them with hearts of flesh. Bring them home. I pray this in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen

(Sue-Z Homemaker)
I think this experience gives us more than a heart of flesh, it gives us a piece of the heart of God—a unique opportunity to see through his eyes, how he sees his children, and how long suffering he is— and how foolish and rebellious we are!

May the Holy Spirit soften our children’s hearts and remove the scales from their eyes so that they may see, taste, and know that God is real and loves them dearly. And may they long to know that love above all else!