I stay as far away from the news these days as possible. It’s not that I don’t care about what is going on in the world, it’s just that I have decided to take the “ignorance is bliss” approach for a while. I did, however, hear the story about Jacob Wetterling, and my heart broke.
It’s every parent’s worst nightmare. And I suppose it hits my heart a little harder right now since I have children around his age. When I read what that young boy asked his abductor, the tears just started flowing from my eyes. “What did I do wrong?” He asked. As a mom, I wish I could wrap my arms around him and say, ‘Nothing, dear sweet, innocent child. You did NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING wrong!’
Children are afraid of monsters under the bed, while parents are afraid of monsters out in the world. I refuse to even type his name, but the guilty man is a true monster.
It’s sad that we can become desensitized to the horrors out there, but those words are haunting me. I pray they don’t haunt Jacob’s parents. I can only imagine what they are feeling right now and have been feeling for the past 30 years. I pray I can never do more than imagine. I pray for peace for that family. I pray that God keeps a hedge of protection around my own children.
I am always excited for my kids to get home from school, but today I know I will be hugging them extra tightly and reminding them that NOTHING they do could ever make them worthy of bad things happening to them.
God bless the children in the world.