Angels in the Woodshed

Here it is fifty years later and I'm still witnessing the unusual. I call them miracles. My friends call them probabilities.Some call them coincidences.I won't tell you what some call them. Where my friends see only stars, I see the Star of Bethlehem pregnant with Divine purpose. "Angels in the Woodshed" was written for the next generation. And for my children's children. I want my grandchildren to grow up knowing their grandfather's God--the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. The God who is always looking three generations ahead. When the Lord thought of me, He thought of my child and her children. When He was planning my life, He had them in mind. When He redeemed me, He was also thinking of them. I want my grandchildren's generation to experience miracles. I want them to see angels in the woodshed. I did.