"You seem to be disenchanted with life this morning."
Michael started the message down the ship, through each of the slaves, convicts, fighters. Within the hour, he told me I had every man's allegiance.
The world lurched beneath me and my head slammed into something hard. I moaned and opened my eyes a crack. The world was mostly dark, with a single flickering source of light at the end of what looked like a long tunnel.
We all know 1 John 4:19 by heart. We can recite it forward, backward, and upside down. But how often do we think about the deep meaning of the verse?