The Magazine of The Evangelical Lutheran Church in America


Deep midwinter

Who will rescue me from this body of death� (Romans 7:24)

January 1969, Super Bowl Sunday afternoon, I received a tense phone call. Saturday night a small white airplane, carrying home six college debaters and two faculty from a tournament in Colorado, had disappeared over northern Nebraska.

Jorgen, our dean of students, had delayed telling us members of the Augustana College administration until he had talked to the parents. It was my family's first winter in Sioux Falls, S.D.: 100 inches of snow, day after bleak day of below-zero weather. The plane, virtually invisible on the white-clogged prairie, wasn't found until March.

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