Last night, just before going to bed, we heard the thunder and saw lightening from the south, in the mountains. What an uncommon sound and sight for us but soon we will be back in NW Minnesota where this happens frequently. The Lord willing, that is… The following is a poem that shows wherein our confidence lies:
Under His wings I am safely abiding;
Though the night deepens and tempests are wild,
Still I can trust Him—I know He will keep me;
He has redeemed me and I am His child.
By Cushing
