The Promise Land–Literally
I’m heading back to Oklahoma today, and just in time, I stumbled upon this. It’s pretty wild. I had always thought of I-35 as nothing more than a strip of road where I’d smoke cigarettes and chug Diet Dr. Pepper as I made the trek from Norman to Tulsa and back again. Looks like the interstate has a higher calling…
it will be called the Way of Holiness.
The unclean will not journey on it;
it will be for those who walk in that Way;
wicked fools will not go about on it.”