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My son, Danny, came home from his baseball team and he said, “Dad, it was really weird.” He was in sixth grade. He said, “The coach made us all bow to the ground. It was like we were worshiping the ground. You know, we all line up and we bow to the coach,” and that’s like a handshake in Japan, “but then Dad, it’s so weird, we turn...

I was on the second floor of our house in Chiba, Japan, right outside Tokyo, and I heard this great big commotion downstairs. The kids were fighting and screaming and I ran downstairs, angry because I was interrupted from my work, and my son, Danny, he was fifteen years old - he’s now a church planter in Atlanta - had my daughter, Sarah Beth, who was eight who...

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