My wife, LaVern [spoken in passing]: “Help me, Jesus.”
Me: “I’m getting on that train, too. Scoot over.”
Whether we know it or not, we all need to catch a ride on the “Help Me, Jesus” train. It is even more apparent in these times. The good news is it stops in every city, town, municipality, hamlet, village and whatever other geographic designation there may be. And there is room for all on board. Indeed, “There is no one like the God of Jeshurun, who rides on the heavens to help you and on the clouds in His majesty” (Deuteronomy 33:26).
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