What would you do if you had nine minutes to live? My wife and I were in Hawaii. I was preparing to speak the next day. I know, it's a tough life. All that sand in your shorts.
Ramona and I enjoyed an early breakfast. Then suddenly at 8:07 a.m., the world went crazier than a cageful of monkeys. A zillion cell phones buzzed and a message flashed onscreen: "Ballistic missile threat inbound to Hawaii. Seek immediate shelter. This is not a drill."
Now, I'd be a liar if I told you my first thought was "Yippee!" I have a family. Grandkids. A ministry.
Below, pandemonium breaks loose. Some curse the...
