Under His Wings
As I do almost daily, I stopped by the local post office last Friday to retrieve the day’s deluge of bills, ads, and news. I exchanged brief pleasantries with the one other person in the lobby before heading to my box. While working the combination, I heard a faint sound coming from the employee work area. “Cheep! Cheep! Cheep-cheep-cheep! Cheep-cheep! Cheep!”
The realization that so…