Serving the High Plains
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I was thinking recently about a long-ago wedding — the one Jesus attended at Cana of Galilee, the same one in which he became the winemaker for the feast. And that reminded me of another wedding or two. I'm told that when my maternal grandparents decided to get married, they hitched a horse to the buckboard and rattled down the road one evening to the preacher's house. He came out with his Bible, stood beside the wagon, said a few traditional words, and asked the important questions. They each responded, "I do," and . . . they were. Married, t...