Today was perhaps one of the most psychologically violent and destructive days I have witnessed in a long time. The violence didn’t occur against me or my immediate family, but a child. Its the same old song and dance….”I’m done with you…I’m tired of you….I don’t want you”. The most traumatizing words and emotions a parent can convey to their own child. A child already affected and traumatized by the absence of one parent and the inconsistency in the care and emotions of the existing parent. With the numerous miracles I have seen in my own family with children as well as the ones I have asked God to help, I cannot take the care and well being of a child … any child lightly or for granted. Currently I am watching the creation of an orphan, a dangerously disadvantaged child is set to become a statistic and a number on a piece of paper. I am watching a deep core trauma event happen right before my eyes and I’m not in a position to do a whole lot about….tonights prayers are about strength and the means to change another child’s life….to put the mechanisms of healing in place before the rip occurs. To seek divine justice for the smallest of victims of a tragedy unfolding….