When You Are Covered By His Wings,

Today I Know That Such Memories Are The Key Not To The Past, But To The Future. I Know That The Experiences Of Our Lives, When We Let God Use Them, Become The Mysterious And Perfect Preparation For The Work He Will Give Us To Do.

One Day As Father And I Were Returning From Our Walk We Found The Grote Markt Cordoned Off By A Double Ring Of Police And Soldiers. A Truck Was Parked In Front Of The Fish Mart; Into The Back Were Climbing Men, Women, And Children, All Wearing The Yellow Star. . . . "father! Those Poor People!" I Cried. . . . "those Poor People," Father Echoed. But To My Surprise I Saw That He Was Looking At The Solders Now Forming Into Ranks To March Away. "i Pity The Poor Germans, Corrie. They Have Touched The Apple Of God's Eye.

There Is No Panic In Heaven! God Has No Problems, Only Plans.

Love Is The Strongest Force In The World.

The Tree On The Mountain Takes Whatever The Weather Brings. If It Has Any Choice At All, It Is In Putting Down Roots As Deeply As Possible."---each New Day