While in Spain, we saw umbrella pines lining some major thoroughfares and highways. Roman soldiers preferred patrolling their conquered territories in the shade. I’m thankful they introduced these lovely trees that offer cooler temperatures in the heat of the day.
The umbrella trees reminded me how the Lord appeared as a cloud (like a tabernacle) and covered His people as they traveled through the wilderness. He knew they couldn’t stand the heat. And I mean that in more ways than one. Sometimes seeing is believing, and seeing the Lord in the form of a cloud was a constant reminder: “I am with you. Follow Me.” When the cloud rose, they broke camp and followed. When the cloud settled, they pitched their tents and rested.
The Lord is our protection against the heat of living in a fallen world. He is the light when darkness comes. He is the One who knows the path through the wilderness to the...


