Ya know when I see those "fat little angels" I have to kind of chuckle. The bible says that angels in their natural form are huge. I saw an old drawing once that I never forgot.......there was a small group of people in a horrible storm, and yet they where safe because a huige angel had his wings wrapped around them. They were huddled up under the angles wings safe, and warem......like chicks while hide under their mothers wings.
When I think of that painting I think of this song;
Sheltered In The Arms Of God
I feel the touch of hands so kind and tender. They're leading me in the paths that I must trod. I'll have no fear for Jesus walks beside me For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
So let the storm clouds rage high, The dark clouds rise, They don't bother me; For I'm sheltered in the arms of God. He walks with me, And naught of earth shall harm me, For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
Soon I shall hear the call from heaven's portals Come home my child,
It's the last mile you must trod I'll fall asleep And wake in God's sweet heaven For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
So let the storm clouds rage high, The dark clouds rise, They don't bother me; For I'm sheltered in the arms of God. He walks with me, And naught of earth shall harm me, For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
I guess maybe, I have seen to much death in my life. I think (hope) God understands old warriors like me. I hope he knows how it breaks our hearts when in our later years we think back on the horrible things we were forced to do......just to stay alive. And we were only boys.
War is an awful thing, if hell is anything like war then I certainly do not want to go there.
God be mericful, please.
-- Edited by lc335 on Sunday 13th of January 2013 09:49:58 AM