As Graduation announcements fill my inbox, I’m reminded that I graduated from College 40 years ago. Which means, among other things, that I probably have more years in the rear view mirror than I do in the windshield. Like many of you, I’ve seen wars and rumors of wars. I’ve suffered heartache and been presented with a few speed bumps that looked like mountains, but in all that time God’s faithfulness was evident and the words of this childhood song remained true, as they will until He takes me home!
Be blessed!
Safe am I, safe am I,
In the hollow of His hands,
Sheltered o’er, sheltered o’er
With His love for evermore
No ill can harm me,
No foe alarm me,
For He keeps both day and night.
Safe am I, safe am I,
In the hollow of his hands.*
Yours, because I’m His,
Pastor Scott
*Mildred Dillon was my Dad’s aunt – she wrote hundreds of hymns for the Sunshine Gospel Mission in Chicago; this is the only one that made it into the hymnals.
Grace Notes 