- Fri, Oct 05, 2012
- Suffering and Evil
The Hardest Lesson
When I was seventeen years old and had known Christ for less than two years, I experienced what I believe was a miracle. Driving at fifty miles an hour, I was about to crash. All I could see in front of me, top to bottom and side to side, was the yellow of a school bus, which pulled in front of me from a side road, but which I didn’t see until a split second before impact.





As you might have picked up by now, Nanci and I have a Dalmatian named Moses. He’s a great dog and we love him. At age 14 we realize we should be grateful for each day he’s still here.
Last night, on Independence Day, our dear friend Sono Harris went home to be with Jesus. She is a precious and faithful sister, one of a kind, and all the more precious now as her faith has become sight.





