The Scottish writer, McDonald, tells us this affecting story:
A new minister was visiting an aged woman who spoke to him of her trust in God for the safety of her son who was at sea.
`But,' said the minister, 'you say two of your sons have been drowned for all you say of safety.'
'It would be a strange thing for an old woman like me to believe that safety lay in not being drowned. What is the bottom of the sea, sir?'
'The hollow of God's hand,' said the minister, and bowed his head before her greater wisdom.