He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his
wings you will find refuge;
his
faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
Another
package from Amazon arrived. I ripped into the box and pulled out an umbrella. I didn’t order an umbrella. Where did this
come from? Maybe somebody ordered it for me.
I
searched the box for a gift message, but there was none. I looked for a packing
slip. Nothing. Hmm…perhaps the giver
wants to remain anonymous. Maybe it’s from my church secret sister. I’ll find
out soon enough.
When
I learned at the reveal that my secret sister had been my good friend Felicia,
I asked her about the umbrella.
“Nope.
It wasn’t from me,” she said.
I
checked with family members. They hadn’t ordered it either. Perhaps it was delivered to me in error. Maybe
I should return it. I called Amazon. I explained about the mysterious
umbrella. I read off some numbers on the label. The Amazon worker checked their
records.
