Dear Iraqi Momma

Dear Iraqi Momma,
I just read that another one of your towns was overrun and again you are fleeing for your life. Not only your life, but the lives of your children. Your sons. Your daughters. Your toddlers and newborns.

Their lives are in danger because ISIS deems them a threat. Their crime: being born into a family whose religion is not Islam.

I cry for you, for your babies. I know nothing other to pray than “Help them to stay strong.”

I cannot fathom the pain and fear you are in, but I hope you feel the Father’s comfort. That He is there with you, covering you with His wings.

Be with them, Jesus!

I admire your faith dear Iraqi momma. I only hope that if such a day comes here, where my life is as stake if I do not renounce my Savior, that I would be strong like you and go to meet the Lord with a clear conscience.

Dear momma, I hope help comes in time for you and your precious littles. And if not I pray that I will meet you someday where there are no more tears.

Love, hugs, tears and prayers.