Celebrating a Life on Fire: Remembering Luis Palau — Stark & Main

that he had died to this world, entering the hope that he had so long proclaimed.

it was quickly apparent that years only matter in a friendship if you let them, and we bonded in the course of shared work.

The man I came to know well, over burgers and coffee and old photos and worn bible pages, was a man childlike and growing to the end, proof that the “good news” he always preached could be lived for a lifetime and remain good. His faith and life’s accomplishments did not produce a dour moralism. It did not produce a Graceland-sized ego. For all his

His library was surprisingly wide-ranging, flowing from his belief that a teacher of the Bible should never stop learning. For all his fire and persistent stubborn streak, he had spent a lifetime building a team of genuine partners rather than yes-men.

What appealed to me most about the man was that he seemed to care so little about superficial perfection, and so much about what was happening inside a person.