The Blessing of The Prayer Garden for the Unborn and All the Lost Children

"When God calls little children to dwell with him above we mortals sometimes question the wisdom of his love. For no heartache compares with the death of one small child who does so much to make our world so wonderful and mild. Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to his fold and so he picks up a rosebud before it can grow old. God knows how much we need them and so he takes but few, to make the land of heaven more beautiful and new. Believing this is difficult still somehow we must try that the saddest word mankind knows will always be "goodbye". So when a child is to depart we who are left behind must realize that god loves his children and that angels are hard to find...