Horrific Thoughts

Sometimes, late at night, once I've been up with the baby I cannot sleep. Usually I use this time to pray...it's a good time to meet with Him. And then sometimes I have really horrible thoughts. I don't mean to...they just come to me, born of my fears, I suppose. We live where the deer and elk, bear and Mountain lion call home. The images are so vivid I wonder if they are some sort of warning, "premonitions"...tonight it was a mountain lion, leaping upon my children's playground as they play....I grab her tail and yell to the kids to get to the house...they get there as she and I wrestle, she getting a good part of me....as I make it into the house I'm looking to make sure all of my kids are accounted for...tonight they are. Tonight they are safe. In life I do fear for their safety. They don't leave my side unless they are at school...last year I took my oldest (8 year old) to soccer camp (4 hours), dropped her off, only to panic an hour later, returning to make sure she was okay. There are so many things, horrific things, that happen to children. My heart aches every time I read a story of kidnapping, torture, neglect, etc...Lord, grant the families of these children peace and comfort.