“Mom, the phone is for you,” Julia said, handing it to me. “Hello.” It was Dad. Calmly he asked, “Did you hear about the tornado? It is a couple minutes out, headed our direction.” We had all been in the living room, ready for our evening devotions. In the calmest voice I could muster I…

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