Philip Yancey

I met this man some years ago in Atlanta. Fumbling for something to say, I mentioned the interest of his books across the world in Papua New Guinea. He looked me in the eyes and talked with me like I was a normal human being. A memorable moment for sure.

NOW HE IS READING MY BOOK

Did he really say that he is learning “a lot” from it?

.

That ugly sounding “thud” followed by the squealing siren?

My fainting head hitting the floor followed by an ambulance rescue.

Typing from the E.R. right now…

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