Time: July 1948.
Place: a deserted street corner in Guatemala City. I could feel the heat of the rough cement sidewalk against my hands and body. In front of me a machine gun rattled and spat out hot empty cartridges that rolled down aimlessly and tumbled into the gutter. I lifted my, face in the acrid air and saw two men crawling from a shattered vehicle up the street.
By Dick Brogden Jeddah, KSA. November 2019 Synopsis: God is light and in Him there is no darkness at all (1 John 1:5). It is…