Why, O God,
are you reminding us
of the Holy Innocents
today?
Why, O God …
Why must we remember
Holy Innocents again …
the beautiful children who were
ripped from their parents’ arms
at Herod’s command?
Why have you brought them
to mind?
Sigh… the thoughts
of these children
seem so misplaced
on this lovely morning.
It is
less painful,
less sorrowful
for sure
for us to close
our eyes
to them.
Is it because
there are still
Innocents today, O God?
In our own homes,
in our own streets,
in our own cities,
and at our own borders?
Nameless and named?
Is it because
there are still
Innocents today?
Hungry
and scared
and exhausted
and feeling hopeless?
Nameless and named?
Is it because
there are still
Innocents today?
Battered and bruised
in the very place
they call home …
confused and terrified
and facing separation
in the very place
they yearn to call home?
Nameless and named?
Why, O God …
Why must we remember
the Holy Innocents?
"Because, my child,
there are Innocents
in this world today,
and
mothers weeping
and
refusing to be
comforted.
There are still
Herods
who
have both
great power and
great fear
within them.”
“Amidst false claims
and misinterpretations
of my Words and Ways
and Love,
let me remind you ...
You did not learn
this fear from me
nor did my Son
teach the slaughter
of the spirit
and of the soul.
You must not forget
and you must not
look away."
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