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More Than a Carpenter
The first time I met Jesus of Nazareth was at 324 North Cleveland Street in Enid, Oklahoma, inside the red-brick church my grandparents attended. The sanctuary was big and warm, held up by glulam beams that arched like open arms. To get there, I either spent Saturday night at Grandma and Grandpa’s house or waited… Continue reading
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Cheating Death
Interstate 35 runs north to south, straight through the heart of Oklahoma. And right there along that stretch sits Marietta. Small place. Blink, and you might miss it. But for my dad, Marietta was holding on to something near and dear to him—it was the place where his baby blue Chevy C10 Stepside gave up… Continue reading