A Gate in the River
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“Get inside your classroom. And lock the door,” shouted my neighboring teacher at Smith Cotton High School. A lanky teenager with thin, greasy blonde hair tangled over his face shouted…
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Visitation in the River
Visitations from the Lord sometimes slip in without fanfare. Unlike an angelic visit or a rushing wind that blows through my hair and gives me shivers, it wafts in like…
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