A life lived in fear… is not living
Some months ago, maybe even a year ago now, lava from the Pu’u O’o vent on Hawaii’s Big Island Kileauea volcano started inching its way towards the town of Pahoa. Every day it came closer, consuming trees and bushes, over-running a Japanese cemetery, burning a shed to the ground. And then it stopped, poised maybe a 100 yards outside of the house in its path; fearing the worst, people moved what they could out of the house. Inexplicably, the lava stayed put and fingers of new lava then branched off in another direction and ever so slowly continued its creep towards the Malama Market. Being cautious, store-owners began to empty their businesses of merchandise. 
Every day the lava crept closer and closer. And then, half a mile away, the flow stopped again. It just stopped, although there was no way to know if the lava was just catching…
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