A year ago today. What a sickening image it was then, and what a sickening image it remains. But, sometimes we can’t help but remember that which we’d rather forget, . . . and sometimes remembering is the right thing to do. Katrina, thou child of hell! But yet…
Psalm 104
God the Creator
1 My soul, praise the LORD! …
2 He wraps Himself in light . . . ,
spreading out the sky like a canopy, . . .
3 making the clouds His chariot, walking on the wings of the wind,
4 and making the winds His messengers, . . .
Hmmm… will we ever get it? (On whatever “it” is supposed to be?)
