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Baby chicksTuesday, April 27, 1999
John 10:28 So I'm glad to know that, at least as far as God is concerned, my eternal security is not in question. He will never forsake me, never leave me. Nothing Satan does, and nothing I do will cause him to let go. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. So I am safe. Once our house was broken into by thieves, and I remember seeing Marc (age 8 or 9) cowering in the corner of our kitchen, curled up, crying...so afraid. He absolutely did not feel safe. In the domestic violence program I once taught, women and men shook as they described their fear. We cannot guarantee anything for each other, certainly not safety. God can. I may not always feel safe, but I am. His hand is the hand that made me and guides me home, his hand always holds me close. Lord, let me rest under your wing. Let me warm up there and grow up there. |