Last night, I shared a few of my thoughts, the thoughts that would come out on paper, about the devastating shooting at the church in Sutherland Springs, TX over on Her View from Home.
“The morning was just like every other Sunday—aside from the end of Daylight Savings Time and the extra early wakening of children.
Just like every other Sunday, I went to church today. Many if not most of you went to church today. Some may have gone to a large church, but most, like me, probably attended a small church.
Just like every other Sunday, I woke, showered, fed everyone breakfast, combed hair, washed faces, packed a diaper bag.
Just like every other Sunday, my family drove to our little town to go to our little church with our friends, relatives, and neighbors.
Just like every other Sunday, we sang. We prayed. We laughed. We listened.
Just like every other Sunday, we shook hands and gave hugs on our way out the door.
But it wasn’t that way for everyone.
Just like every other Sunday the moms in Sutherland Springs, Texas woke, showered, fed their families, combed hair, washed faces, packed diaper bags.”
Click here to finish reading over at Her View from Home.
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