In the shadow of your wings I will take refuge,
till the storms of destruction pass by.
—Psalm 57:1b
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| The Weather Channel reports severe weather along the east coast. |
Severe
thunderstorm warnings scrolled across my TV screen. Meteorologists pointed out
the makings of tornadoes. They
directed viewers to the safest places to ride out the storms. My church canceled its regular Wednesday night
activities.
I
called my daughter Emma to make sure she was safe. She answered on speaker
phone, and I could hear my two-year-old granddaughter Layla in the background, “It’s
storming, Grandma.”
“Yes,
it is.”
“Grandma,
you’re driving your car?”
“No,
I’m home.”
She
must not have heard me.
