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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Innocence.

How do u make sense of such a tragedy? 3 little girls I love...3 girls who are true princesses with the purest hearts and sweetest spirits...all violated, raped, and infected with a deadly incurable disease...HIV. I often think of their gifts and talents. One of them is the best dancer at our school and so young. Another one is so adorable and funny at her young age of 5 years. They are so innocent. How could something like this happen?

All I know is that God is our HEALER, our REDEEMER, and He makes all things new...He was beaten and killed and rose from the grave on the 3rd day so that we might know HIs healing redeeming power. He blood washes us and heals us from every tragedy, every wound, every trauma and violation and theft. This story is not over...and nothing can ever take the sweet spirits of these girls. The Devil loses. Love always wins...

I wrote this song inspired by these girls and their story as I myself am still processing it...

"'Come now, let us reason together,' says the Lord. 'Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.'" -Isaiah 1:18


Wrote this song today...to tell the story and to process the story of Faith, Mercy, and Ruthie...3 girls raped and infected with HIV.

The falling snow
Shakes from her white feathers
Pure winds blow
She rises with
The dawn of a new day
And her song can be heard
But somewhere in the afternoon
She screams a cry of pain
Though the snow
Has turned to red
It’ll be white again one day
Innocence
Cannot be stolen
Innocence
Is always in the heart of a child
The clear light of heaven shines
From their eyes
They are free as a bird
To fly
Three little girls
Daughters of heaven
Perfect delight
Their royalty
Cannot be taken
Though they pass through the night
Cause somewhere in the shadows
They screamed a cry of pain
Though the snow
Turned to red
It is white again today
Innocence
Cannot be stolen
Innocence
Is always in the heart of a child
The clear light of heaven shines
In their eyes
They are free as a bird to fly
Healing is in your wings
Joy comes in the morning
Healing is in your wings
Joy comes in the morning
Innocence
Cannot be stolen
Innocence
Is always in the heart of a child
The clear light of heaven shines
In their eyes
They are free as a bird to fly
Healing is in your wings

3 comments:

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Lacey said...

Wow! This is sooooo coool. You said Innocence cannot be stolen and that it is always in the heart of a child... About two weeks ago or so sitting on my bed playing my guitar to Papa (God) and crying my eyes out, the revelation was that He sees my heart, He sees my doves eyes behind the veil. God told me I have always seen your innocence and your purity, don't you know that It is I who protects it. That He can still protect my purity right now even know abuse and my own sin and bondage have ravaged it. It is still there, because it is who I am, I am innocent, that is what He created me to be, You cant totally steal it, you can only attack it and try to imprison it but its still there!!!!!!!! Anyways its still a way new concept to me, but it was way cool and way encouraging and confirming to read your song. Thank you and God bless you all!!!!

Karen said...

So sorry for the loss of these beautiful children here on earth and look forward to singing with them in heaven.