"He shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways" (Ps. 91:11). These words were a source of great comfort to me when we were notified by the Air Force in June, 1972, that our son had been shot down over Cambodia and was listed as missing in action.
When we were first told, the hardest thing for me to bear was that we didn't know where he was or what had happened to him. When I mentioned this to my sister she quietly reminded me, "God knows." This simple truth awakened me to the realization that our son's real Father-Mother is God and that we could trust Him to care for His child. So many comforting thoughts came to me then. "The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms" (Deut. 33:27); and from the poem, "The Mother's Evening Prayer," by Mrs. Eddy (Poems, p. 4):
His habitation high is here, and nigh,
His arm encircles me, and mine, and
all.
