In her severely abbreviated life Bella loved cats, dancing to country music and the color green. That’s what we know about what she loved; just three scraps of joy in a life marked by neglect and abuse at the hands of horrible morons… And then, an even more horrifying end.
Look at this face and ask yourself “why?” Look at her eyes and ask how anyone could make them cry? Imagine her tender young voice, crying out for someone to love her and make her whole… To be good to her. I cannot fathom this… It is beyond any normal comprehension how atrocities like this happen…every day…
This definitely goes on my “What was that all about?” list of things I hope to know and understand one day when He calls me home… There are things beyond my understanding, and this is certainly one of them.
Lord, have mercy on us.
Christ, have mercy on us.
Lord, have mercy on us.
Christ, hear us.
Christ, graciously hear us.
God the Father of heaven, have mercy on us. (repeat after each line)
God the Son, Redeemer of the world,
God the Holy Ghost,
Holy Trinity, one God,
Holy Mary, pray for us
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