[I’m not sure how to use “ergo” in this post…ERGO, I’ve used this sentence.]
I am one who, even now, can be called “daddy’s little girl”…maybe that would be my Indian name…if I were Indian, of course. Tears came to my eyes this morning when I opened this email from my daddy.
And Cathi would say: Carry me Daddy
“Let the beloved of the LORD rest secure in him,
for he shields him all day long,
and the one the LORD loves rests between his shoulders.”