James David Ford, former chaplain of the United States House of Representatives once told the following story to Leadership Journal , In the spring of 1976 I sailed the Atlantic Ocean with a couple of friends. In a thirty-one-foot vessel, we sailed from Plymouth, England, to New York—5,992 miles. During the trip, we hit a real hurricane—some of the waves were thirty-five feet high—and frankly, I was scared. My father had said, “Don’t go. You have five children. Wait till they’re grown.” The hurricane went into its third day, and I thought of my father’s words about the children. I thought, Why am I out here? Was this thing that I thought was courage and adventure really just foolhardy? The skies were black, and clouds were scudding by. I wanted to pray for God to stop the storm, but I felt guilty ‘cause I’d voluntarily gotten into this. I didn’t have to go across the ocean. . . . Finally I came up with a marvelous prayer, seven words: “O God, I have...