The news came suddenly the morning that mom called. My father had passed away in the night at the rather young age of 68. I was already married at the time, with two little ones running around the house, but that particular morning there was a pall of sadness and disbelief that shadowed my mind. Through tears my wife and I headed to the car to make our way to mom’s place and I remember thinking, “God, where are you this morning? The words were just beyond my lips when I felt a flood of peace wash over me that I could not explain. I had just received,

A Hug From Heaven.

The hug was all too familiar as it washed through me, for this was not the first time. Simply speaking the name of Jesus will bring the hug often. I’ve had a lifetime filled with them. So can you. When our thoughts turn toward God, in a moment of sincerity, you are now dwelling in the secret place of the most High, and you are covered by the shadow of the Almighty. And that’s just the beginning.