The devil thinks that he has us lined up like bowling pins. He and all his buddies are aiming to knock us down. Laura and the kids and I. I am the head pin.
But, the LORD’s hand comes down like that machine and picks us up just as the balls start to get close. They are lit up and on fire. Acid and all kinds of nasty stuff burns on them. But, the LORD is mighty to save. He will do it.
I see Him set us in a lush garden paradise. Waterfalls, birds of the air – even stuff for Jack to shoot at is there. It’s glorious. We will soon be in our garden.