Where a field offers kinship in Oklahoma.

Oklahoma

I boarded a bus bound for Oklahoma a few years ago on a quest. I didn’t know much else about my journey. Where I would sleep. What I would eat, or not. Part of the quest involved a fast in the wilderness. Yep, that freaked me out for a minute or more. On the morning of the fast, I woke up to face my fears, or so I thought. Instead, I went on a walk through a field in Oklahoma and found the kinship of Christ.