I first began meeting with Oswald Chambers in the early 1980s after strong encouragement from another friend. So Oswald and I began our morning chats, like all new acquaintances, cautiously and carefully. I soon realized I had stumbled onto a friend who would journey with me for the remainder of my life, which, of course, is a bit odd considering the fact he died in 1917, nearly 65 years before our first conversation. His book, My Utmost For His Highest, quickly became a guide for my journey, and countless others, into the Kingdom of God. Soon, he and I were regulars at the table with the...