The Shadow

My sister-in-law was reading a book and wanted to share an excerpt from it with us. I want to share it now with you.


     Donald Grey Barnhouse, on the way home from the funeral of his first wife, was trying to think of some way of comforting his children. Just then a huge moving van passed by their car and its shadow swept over them. Instantly, Barnouse asked, "Children, would you rather be run over by a truck or by its shadow?" The children replied, "Of course we'd prefer the shadow!"
To which Barnhouse replied, "Two thousand years ago the truck of death ran over the Lord Jesus... now only the shadow of death can run over us!"

Yea, though I walk through the

                                                          valley of the shadow of death,
                                                                    I will fear no evil:
                                                                 For thou art with me.
                                                                    (Psalm 23:4 KJV)

   Death is the chariot our heavenly Father sends to bring us to Himself.