Shorty
- January 25, 2015
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There was an inmate in Oklahoma nicknamed Shorty. Shorty was in his 50’s, looked a little like Danny Devito and wasn’t much taller. We worked in the kitchen together. I would try to talk Scripture with him from time to time. He was far from accepting Christ when we started, but as we got to know each other a little better I could see him drawing closer. I was getting ready to go to the Thursday night Chapel service when I asked Shorty if he wanted to join me. A dejected Shorty looked up at me and then to the floor and said, “God would never want anything to do …..