His Eye is on the Sparrow!
As I write this, I am listening to an old spiritual singer belt out “His eye is on the Sparrow”. And, as I write this, I know HE is watching me! I feel that power, and it brings such peace! I realize this letter is long over-due. Such is life! At this very moment, my dad is officiating the memorial service for my Aunt Priscilla. Her loss obviously grieves my heart for many reasons, but today, I ache because I…