On prayer, danger and flying into it all

August 22, 2013

It’s a strange world, especially here on what is, for all I know, my deathbed. It’s malaria and I’m dreaming. Or maybe in the fight of it I’m actually hallucinating.

I see a friend, a writing mentor, a bear of a man, the sort you can disappear into when he hugs you. He’s an American who’s never been to Africa, no not once. But he’s somehow made it over the ocean and through the walls to kneel at my Ugandan bedside.

The rest of today’s Daily Dad post is here …  http://thomasfroese.com/2013/on-prayer-danger-and-flying-into-it-all/

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