A farmer once looked at what was left of his farm after a forest fire had destroyed everything. Dead chickens lay on the ground, unable to escape the fast-moving, ravaging flames. He bent down and picked up a dead chicken, and to his amazement found a number of chicks sheltering under the wings of their mother. She had instinctively spread her wings to save her beloved offspring. That's what God did for us in Jesus Christ. Jesus likened the love of God to a chicken gathering her chicks under her wings.(See Matthew 23:37) It is there that we receive shelter from the devouring flames of the wrath of a holy God. It is in the shelter of the wings of mercy that we are safe from the fury of Eternal Justice. May we never forget such love, and may it spur us to reach out to this world before they face the fire of His wrath. There goes another minute. Gone forever. Go share your faith while you still have time.