Actually, I’m not from Muskogee, Okla., where “we don’t smoke marijuana” and “even squares can have a ball,” as country singer Merle Haggard celebrated. Still
Natalie Frisk and I have something in common: Our earliest memories of Sunday school include damp, musty church basements. Many assumed these places were where
I marvel at the revolutionary and transforming work of Jesus. He was passionate, direct and God-directed. Religious and secular power brokers considered him a threat
