He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
At 5:30 AM my mother's heels were on the move. Incessant and impatient - as if there was little time to accomplish her tasks. I'd bury my head in the pillow and try for another hour of sleep. What on earth is she doing? It certainly wasn't cleaning. Cooking? Maybe, since she likely had guests... Continue Reading →
Ten round kindergarten faces stare at my mother, eyes saucer-big. She's waving her hands in the air lamenting with the bride's father that the wine has run out. Then she's Mary pleading to her son for a miracle - Jesus reluctant at first, but finally producing the best wine Cana can offer. Mom deftly drops... Continue Reading →
My niece is sending the following verses to her son as he embarks on his Ranger training in rural Georgia. We may not be facing Ranger-like tests, but when we grow faint-hearted, weary, tired, may these promises bring us hope and encouragement. "Do you not know? Have you not heard that the Lord, the everlasting... Continue Reading →
Shadows and Shelters 