I had wanted to get some fresh air so I headed back out of the store. Passing a large wall with dozens of faces I saw the posters reading, “Have You Seen This Child?” There were so many posters it stopped me in my tracks. I was so heart broken by this wall of faces. I forced myself to look at each one of them and read their names.
Who were they? Where were they? How young had they been? Was it possible they were still alive? As a parent there can be nothing more devastating then to learn something has happened to your child, but what if you didn’t know what happened to them? I could feel my guts wrenching over every name. Seeing things like this makes me want to just say, “stop the world and let me off”.
These children need to come home. If they can’t come home then these children and their parents need some justice.
Prov 21:15 When justice is done, it brings joy to the righteous but terror to evildoers