TO: L I T T L E T O N
FROM: G O D
DATE: A
P R I L 2 1, 1 9 9 9
Dear Parents, Friends and Loved
Ones
Of these precious youth you've lost,
I see your broken
spirits;
I know the terrible cost.
Though evil reigned at
Columbine
And horror filled the air,
I wanted all of you to
know
I left Heaven and came there.
I summoned Heaven's
Angels
Long before the call came in,
To share the dreadful
warning
Of what would soon begin.
The angels' wings were
folded;
They knew what was to come.
When I said, "I'll
lead this mission,"
They followed one by one.
"I
will go and get these babies
And bring them home with
me,
Where they'll live in Heaven's Schoolhouse,
Where it's
safe and terror free."
Yes, I've prepared a Special
Schoolhouse.
It stands out from all the rest.
The Welcome Mat
reads, "Columbine;"
It's reserved for Heaven's
best.
I was hovering all around them,
In the Library and
the Hall.
When the evil forces entered,
Your children heard me
call.
I wrapped my arms around them,
Pulled them close
unto my breast.
"I've come to take you with me.
We must
go and leave the rest."
"Your friends will long
remember
All the cool times that we shared,
And the Angels
will remind them
How very much you cared."
Yes, I
took those precious children
In the twinkling of an eye.
We
were on our way to Heaven,
To their Schoolhouse in the
sky.
I know your hearts are broken.
I know the pain you
bear.
My heart is also broken
By the evil
everywhere.
Please help me fight this battle
To keep our
children safe,
Through prayers and love and sharing
And
holding to the Faith,
That Peace will surely reign one
day
In schools throughout the lands,
For all our future hopes
and dreams
Rest in our students' hands.
I'll give you
peace to fill your heart,
Send sun to break the night,
Provide
the strength to move beyond
The wrongs and do what's
right.
You ask how I can know your pain,
From the
loss of your dear one,
It's because it seems like
yesterday,
When I, too, gave up a Son.
