I can’t stand it anymore. The article I read on Fox news reduced me to tears. I’m referring to the one about the young Navy Seal, Michael Monsoor, who threw his body on a grenade to save his buddies. My heart is breaking for his mother and father. I can’t stop crying. My own son is in the Air Force and I live in fear that he may have to go to that retched country and fight the inhuman insurgent filth that call themselves God fearing Muslims. What do they know about God! They kill babies and children, torture, murder and be-head people who are their neighbors and Muslims just like them. They call us the Great Satan, I say they are the great Satan! They are saturated with lies! They know nothing of God or His ways. They choose to disobey God’s laws and make their own demented interpretations. They twist and it so they can dominate women and children or anyone they perceive as weaker. Do they really think they will end up in heaven with a bunch of nymphomaniac virgins just waiting to full-fill their sick desires? And what makes them think they will be satisfied with that? They regard their wives as less valuable then their stinking camels! Or are the women in heaven better than the ones on earth?
I can’t stand it anymore. I hate the war in Iraq and I hate the people we are fighting. They are all crazy. They don’t want peace. They are full of blood lust and completely insane. I can’t even find it in my heart to pray for them anymore and when I do pray I find myself drawn to the Old Testament asking God to pass judgement on the vile evil that has corrupted the middle east. I pray for swift judgement. I pray that God will exact retribution for the deaths of our sons and daughters. I don’t like how I feel and so I try to remember to pray that God will heal my heart and the hearts of every mother who has lost a child to the heartless murderers who call them selves men.
So there. That’s it. My heart of broken. I’m afraid for our soldiers. There is so much pain, so many broken hearts. If we can’t bring them home, let’s at least show them we love them and pray for them. And, pray for each other. And, pray for me.
