For love of the world, God did foolish things. As you can imagine, I have thought a lot about this over the past couple of
He pointed his right hand with a pistol at me as I rounded the hallway corner into the den. Shocked, I stopped and stood frozen. His newspaper fell off his lap, and he sat upright. “You scared me half to death!” he shouted. “Go to your room now!” and with that, I turned down the hallway, into the kitchen and down the stairs to my basement bedroom.
