every sunday when i come to children ministry. i just see those little children. the innocence in their eyes. & you can't help but to pity. but no, pity is a horrible word. you can't help but to ponder, & worry. these innocent ones. these unwary ones.they're gonna get flung into this horrible world that we're already struggling in. they won't have a choice, they won't have a say. & it'll probably hit them before they could react. the torture of the world, even the thought that it's gonna get buried in their souls, its frightening. you even feel the pain in your hearts to know that it'll happen to them.
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