The clock counting seconds. Tick, tick, tick...
What is coming next? The risk of other people stepping in is that they have no history. They do things, and don't foresee the result.
Don't get me wrong... these things needed to happen... but... now I sit in silence listening to the clock.
Tick, tick, tick...
No time to get a safety net under my family. Barely time to prepare.
What am I in for? Days of explosive anger? A hostile silence lasting weeks? Calm with an edge under it?
Tick, tick, tick...
"Oh no, he took it just fine. I can't see a problem." The profound ignorance of those unaware of the level of anger they are dealing with.
I would have rather they had spoken to some of those who were working in the situation, even if they were not able to accomplish much. Instead they had a meeting with those, with the exception of one, who have done little over the years. Those who are not aware of the possibilities of the reaction to their steps today.
Chills run up and down my spine. The clock ticks loudly. I napped today to give myself stamina to face the evening. I organize the children through their after school routines and spread peace in the house. We'll need it. I alert the school, the teachers and administration who have been there for us before, asking them to check in on my kids tomorrow.
Tick, tick, tick...
Only time will tell what the evening holds....
2 comments:
Father protect your children from physical and emotional anger. I ask your angels to keep watch and minister healing. In the name of Jesus I ask these things, amen.
O Lord, Please hold them close to your bosom tonight.
Amen
Beth
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