Post # 407
That’s interesting. This is so confusing. I’ve been thinking the mother was found at the school all this time and that there was another body at the home.
Reuter: “In Hoboken, New Jersey, police cordoned off a block in connection with the Connecticut shootings, but an officer told reporters there was no body inside, contrary to an earlier media report.“
Post # 408
Hmmm. To support what you reported from CNN, ABC is reporting the same thing.
ABC: “Nancy Lanza, mother of gunman Adam Lanza, was found dead in her Connecticut home. The 20-year-old man, shot her in the face, authorities told ABC News. Following the murder of his mother, Lanza, carrying at least two semi-automatic pistols and an automatic rifle, drove to Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Conn., where his mother worked. There he killed 20 children and six adults.”
Post # 410
I really just want to puke the more I hear about this. I can’t even begin to fathom this situation. I gave my kids (at school) extra hugs today.
I hope there is a very special, torturous place in hell for this “man” for him to rot in for eternity. Scumbag. I am nearly as angry as I am sad about this entire situation.
Post # 411
I’m the opposite. I hope he goes to a place that is understanding and can somehow ‘fix’ his soul. And I’m an athiest. /-:
Post # 412
You are a better person than me then. I don’t have it in me to forgive a monster who kills innocent children at school (though I know technically that’s what a good Christian should do.) I work in a school and to even begin to imagine the fear and dread those children had in their hearts before he snatched their lives away, one after another….. No way
, he can rot…
Post # 413
My brother was killed in a car accident. All these years later, my mom is still consumed with anger and hate when she thinks of the man that was driving the car that hit my brother. I would hope to God that if through someone else’s actions (intentional or otherwise) my child was killed, that I would be able to honor their memory with forgiveness. I am a Christian and I have no concern at all for the eternity of the man who murdered these children. His eternity is in the hands of a just God. I am glad that God is God and I am not, because I can’t make sense of this.
Post # 414
Just so sick over this. I just keep thinking of these parents coming home to their kids gifts under the tree, etc. and the kids not being there. I can’t even to begin to imagine how much pain they’re in. Sending lots of prayers.
Post # 416
These were my thoughts too as I pulled my sons gifts out of the bedroom to start wrapping them today. I just cannot imagine hugging him goodbye in the morning to go to school and never seeing him again. I just wouldn’t be able to handle that.
I had him at Hershey hospital for his allergist appointment 5 years ago the day the Amish school shooting happened and they brought those poor kids there and I was shaken then. Everyday since then I have told my son countless times a day I love him and given him lots of hugs. You just never know and life is so fragile. I hope I never have to find out what that feels like and my heart is absolutely broken for those families. They were soooo young I just don’t understand. :'(
Post # 417
Twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38 when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven’s gate. their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air. they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there. they were filled with such joy, they didn’t know what to say. … they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day. “where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse. “this is heaven.” declared a small boy. “we’re spending Christmas at God’s house.” when what to their wondering eyes did appear, but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near. He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same. then He opened His arms and He called them by name. and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring those children all flew into the arms of their King and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace, one small girl turned and looked at Jesus’ face. and as if He could read all the questions she had He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of mom and dad.” then He looked down on earth, the world far below He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand, “Let My power and presence re-enter this land!” “may this country be delivered from the hands of fools” “I’m taking back my nation. I’m taking back my schools!” then He and the children stood up without a sound. “come now my children, let me show you around.” excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran. all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can. and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight, “in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT.”
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA