Here we are. After two years of waiting and wishing, we are finally here. The bus has stopped and the doors have opened. Go ahead, take a step off the bus and look up at the sign. You will see we are at an intersection. We are standing right at the crossroads of Camp and Congress.
(Names and dates have been changed to protect the identity of the persons in this following story. Okay, I confess, it was me!) I’ll never forget that Tuesday night of Oklahoma camp meeting. As I got comfortable in my bunk I relayed this message to my cousin, “I’m in love and I think I want… View Article