For several years I had an overwhelming desire to travel from Maryland to Oklahoma City. The tragedy of a bombing that happened in April 1995 at a government building killing children, women and men was senseless. I watched the news reports and I prayed along with the rest of the world as we watched in disbelief. I wanted to go to the city because I read about a peace memorial that was built at the site. There was something about it that made me want to go. A road trip I took with one of my daughters finally led me to the peace memorial. After spending a full day there, these are the words I wrote that evening in my journal.

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