One evening during a Boy Scout camp-out, I...

One evening during a Boy Scout camp-out, I was playing chase with my friends. It was a cold night, so there was a campfire burning. As I was running, I looked back at my friends and suddenly tripped over a log and fell into the fire. My arm was in the fire, but I was able to push myself out.

One of my first thoughts at that moment was that God was right there with me. I clung to this truth: "There are no accidents in God's kingdom." My body wasn't burned (much to the amazement of the others present), but one wrist and hand appeared to be badly burned.

August 13, 1984

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