by Freida Marie Crump
Greetings from the Ridge.
Standing somewhere on the fifth deck of our ship, watching the magnificence of glaciers, whales, and sunsets waft by me, a traveling companion sidled up to the rail and simply said, "You know, Freida, sometimes I think God is just showing off."
I agreed. It seems sometimes that although the Lord does pretty well in the common everyday occurrences of our being,