Not long ago, I was up early sitting on my back porch with my hot cup of coffee, my Bible and some praise music. I sat there that morning with great purpose. I needed to hear clearly from my Heavenly Father. I needed to feel His tender but firm embrace. The first song on my praise list began to play … Why should I feel discouraged, Why should the shadows come, Why should my heart be lonely and long for Heav’n and home, When Jesus is my portion? My constant Friend is He; His eye is on the sparrow, and …
