extended patterns culminating in the glorious appearing of the Lord and His kingdom.13 I was 16 years old when a fire broke out in our home. I woke up in the middle of the night smelling smoke, rousing my mind from a deep sleep to conscious awareness of a present danger. My brother was still asleep in our shared bedroom. My thoughts raced from denial—maybe it’s not really that bad—to contingency—how were my brother and I going to get out of there? Suddenly the door burst open and my mother, seeing