I
am haunted by history. I keep thinking of all those people who left
Germany as they saw the Nazis consolidate power, and I wonder if we
shouldn't similarly be reading the signs of the times. But where could
we go? I'm thankful our oldest is now a Canadian citizen, but I worry
about our youngest.
And
in the midst of all these thoughts I hear the Lord whisper,
"incarnation." We have been called to serve Him in Eugene; perhaps the
greatest witness to Him is to be with those who were not able to leave,
when the unthinkable finally happens.
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