I never met Ethan Stacy. But I am asking you to please say a prayer for him. I pray this precious 4 year old boy, who was tortured for much of the last week, went straight to heaven and is now snuggled in the Father's lap. I pray he never, ever endures another ounce of pain.
Last week, Ethan had a brief respite from being savaged and scalded. On May 6th, Ethan was locked in a bedroom - with the handle taken off the door so he couldn't escape - while his mother left to marry the man who had been beating him.
I don't understand. I am angry and sad and sickened.
But I trust you Lord.
You understand what it is like to be beaten by people who You just wanted to love. You know what it is like to watch someone you love so much be indifferent to your agony. You know what it is like to be mocked, tortured, and battered by those you love. And you know what it is like to die unjustly and cruelly at the hands of people who would be consumed with love for you, if only they knew what a precious gift from God you are.
Please Lord, give Ethan a hug from me.
I hope to meet him one day. Maybe he can show me around Heaven.