One of my readers ask me to write on the angriest incident in my Christian life. I agreed and told him that I would, even though it happened more than two decades ago early in my Christ-life.
My wife and I were to board the USS Arizona War Memorial in Hawaii. It was a cool, misty morning and yet, the ocean breeze made me feel fresh. As we arrived, there was only one other couple and their two teenage sons on the Memorial. The lack of people noise, gave me the ability to focus on the meaning of the Memorial. The only noise came from the distant boats and the wind. I felt peaceful and overwhelmed with an attitude of respect and honor. Little did I know that there was a drama about to unfold and I would be at its center. Continue reading War Memorial Disgraced, The Arizona