There is so much speculation as to the last minutes for those sweet children in their classroom last Friday. Our earthly flesh convinces us that there was horror and fear in their hearts, but in considering how gracious God is and how much He loves His children, I am convinced something much different occurred. Father God is the One who created our emotions, our imaginations and our intellect, not to mention the entire world and everything in it. I am convinced that our loving Father had those children in another place as chaos reigned that day in the classroom. I feel that through His kindness and love He transported those babies into a spiritual realm during that attack. A while back, I wrote an excerpt regarding my sister's last days on earth. As we saw decreasing vitals and impending heartache, she was experiencing Heaven. There is no doubt that what we were seeing outwardly she was experiencing something more wonderful inwardly. In the spirit of these precious children now romping through the fields of heaven, I share with you my take on what Beth was experiencing while our hearts were breaking. I feel that God sheltered those little ones during their last moments in a way that we cannot comprehend here on earth.
"It was my sister’s birthday, and I had gone to our local Michaels to figure out what to get her. Beth had always been very creative and was a good artist, so I wanted to remind her of a kinder time…a time when her biggest quandary was whether to use cobalt blue or dramatic violet to swipe across the canvas… a time when we weren’t living in an hourglass. As I was walking around the store I came upon some beautiful decorative storage boxes….Bingo! I would fill the box with sketch paper, bright charcoals, pens, colored pencils and paper so whenever she felt like it, she could reach for something she loved…something inspiring.