Those last two nooze posts left me spiritually wounded. And then, I don’t know how, I was seized by a desire to hear this: When the Saints Go Marching In, featuring the unforgettable Louis Armstrong.
It reminded me that there are saints out there, and plenty of them, and an all-mighty, all-loving, all-righteous God whose word will not return to Him void.
As Abram came to realize, the Judge of all the earth will do right. And all His saints will rejoice in Him.