Called Out: Open letters to those most important to me ... as my beeper beckons me for the final call.

"Life is quickly slipping from my earthly body. I’m not strong enough to even sit at my computer; I’m using a pencil, eraser, and tablet. There may not be time for revision or proofreading, yet my mind is clear and fertile with stories which need telling, perhaps only for my sake. On the other hand, perhaps there are a few out there who would find comfort in the knowledge that a living God will take an active role in one’s life, that the American Dream is within the grasp of all of us—even ...