As we gingerly strolled deeper down this conversational path, we found ourselves knee deep in the Bible and up to our necks in philosophical and ethical issues.
The year was 1944. February 28th to be exact. WWII had been underway for a few years. The German Reich was no longer an underground or grassroots party.
Good works. This was where the conversation turned half way through our lunch. The meat-lovers pizza was half eaten, water cups half full, and conversation fully engaging. This is when my friend and I began to dialogue about good works.... Continue Reading →
Preacher on the Run... 