A Story By Donna Diedrich

Last year at this time, I came out of church and on the lawn were all these white crosses, representing babies that have been aborted. I’m sure you’ve seen them. The little girl I had with me left my hand and went up to the crosses and started dancing among them. I thought she was being disrespectful and asked her to come back. But she kept on dancing in and around the crosses. She was twirling and had this beautiful smile on her face. Finally I asked her again to come by me. By this time there were more people who stopped to watch her dance. She came by me and said, “I was just dancing with all those beautiful angels.” I gave her a big hug and we prayed for all those beautiful angels. Needless to say that whenever I see those crosses I stop and pray for all those beautiful angels.


Mark 10:13-16

“People were bringing their little children to Jesus to have him touch them, but his disciples rebuked them. When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.’ And he took the children in his arms, put his hands on them and blessed them.”