Sunday, September 9, my phone rang. It was one of those calls you hope you never receive. Lee Morgan, a good friend, wept uncontrollably on the other end of the line as he asked, “Please pray for me! My daughter Erin died this morning. A tree fell on her house as she and her husband were sleeping. We’re on our way to Greensboro, but I needed someone to pray for us and I thought of you!” In shock and despair,…

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