During these weeks of oppressive heat, one of my favourite places to sit and relax is on a lawn chair situated under our back deck. While I still have a great view of the yard and of back alley traffic, I鈥檓 close enough to neighbours on both sides to hold a conversation without leaving the comfort of my cool spot.
One morning this week, while enjoying that secluded spot, I started thinking of the words of a hymn that goes like this: 鈥淚n the shadow of the cross let me hide 鈥� in the shadow of the cross, safe retreat.
While I have attempted over the years of writing these weekly articles not to be negative nor to dwell on bad news, it鈥檚 impossible to ignore the tragedies happening around the world these days. Wild fires, assassinations and bloodshed. While COVID-19 may be coming under control (at least here in our province), there are places in the world where thousands are infected and dying daily. Thank God for those risking their lives to protect us.
Years ago, I remember hearing this story: As a blazing fire tore through a farmyard, a hen was later found, burned to death. When someone picked her up to bury her, several baby chicks emerged, alive and unharmed.
As all these things roar around us, we can be sure of our safety as we hide 鈥渦nder His wings.鈥�
鈥淗e shall cover thee with聽his聽feathers, and聽under聽his聽wings聽shalt thou trust:聽his聽truth shall be thy shield and buckler...鈥濃�淢y help and glory are聽in聽God聽鈥� granite-strength and聽safe-harbor-God 鈥� So trust him absolutely, people; lay your lives on the line for him.聽God聽is a聽safe聽place to be.鈥� (Psalms)
We鈥檙e not spared suffering but under the shadow and protection of His wings we鈥檙e not alone. We can鈥檛 be any safer!
