keep her safe

(Sound of phone ringing)

Creator’s office. How may I direct your call?

I need to speak to God, please.

May I ask what this is in regard to?

I need to talk to Him about someone very dear to me.

And where are you calling from?

Oklahoma.

(Muffled sound of hand covering receiver as operator addresses co-workers)

Pssst! Hey! It’s her again.

Her who?

The lady from Oklahoma. Her name’s Vicky, but up here we all call her old “KeepHerSafe.”

Why KeepHerSafe?

She always calls late at night and in the mornings and it’s always the same thing...”God, please keep her safe.”

Which one is she calling about today- ThunderGirl, Blondie, or Baby Mamma?

Probably all three. She’s like, “My Bonnie’s driving home from practice late again tonight, please keep her safe.” Or “Lord, Leenie’s in such a big city...will you please keep her safe?” Lately there’s been a lot of “You know Audrey’s pregnant, Lord. Please keep her safe while she carries this baby.”

Yeah, and I hear it’s a granddaughter, so that’s another girl for old KeepHerSafe to bug God about.

Oh, you know God- He loves it when she calls. Acts like it’s the first time. Listens as if she’s the only woman in the world He’s ever known who worries about her children. And He has the same answer for her every time.

Oh yeah, what’s that?

He says, “I know exactly where she is, Vicky, and she couldn’t be safer- for I hold her in the palm of My hand.”

(Back on the phone line)

KeepHerS...I mean Vicky, God will speak to you now.

God, it’s me again. It’s my mom, Lord. She sees the surgeon today to talk about the tumor they found. I love her so much. Father, please keep her safe.

Yes, I know exactly where she is, Vicky, and she couldn’t be safer- for I hold her in the palm of My hand.