Paper Angels

In Isaiah 45:13 it says, “All your children shall be taught by the LORD, and great shall be the peace of your children.” I can’t think of a better way to get to that peace than by providing our children the basics. Every year there are thousands of children taken from moms and dads and put into the “system.” Kids need families not “systems.”

I happened on a tv show this summer entitled “Faith and Fame.” It is there that I witnessed the gut wrenching, yet inspirational rags to riches story of Jimmy Wayne. Now I knew who Jimmy Wayne was from country radio and also from having his first cd. I loved the song “Paper Angels.” What I did not know was his story. Wow, what a story. I have been quite dedicated to finding out every bit of information regarding that story since watching that episode of “Faith and Fame.”

I have my own story, too. I have been a victim of domestic violence and am in the middle of leaving that 17 year marriage. I have 5 kids and we have literally been penniless, homeless, stalked, harassed and put through the “system,” too . My story is happening every 9 seconds. My husband makes a 6 figure income, we have 2 houses in 2 different states, he drives a Bmw and is a high powered executive. Since leaving, I have had to work for the first time in 8 years, apply for food stamps, live in my parent’s 2 bedroom condo without any of our stuff, enroll the kids in a new school once again, change my phone# 3 times and say goodbye to my son who lives with my soon to be ex because there are no rules or boundaries at his house. (and that is just the tip of the iceburg.)

Paper Angels represent children who are in need. As a family we have always supported the Angel Tree each Christmas. There are so many of our children in need. My children are in need. Your children are in need. Our children are in need.
The tree seems bigger this year.

Let us bring peace to our children. Let us meet their basic needs. Let us gather together to help our widows and orphans. Let us see a paper angel and hold it in our hands. Paper angels were never meant to stay on the tree, they were meant to fly.