Day One: March 20 th , 2011 Kansas is where I find myself this evening. Praise God for the spark of electricity to let me type these few lines. It’s Spring break and I’m half way in my journey to Dallas. Already, I’ve felt God’s tugging on my heart that this trip is meant for more than just sun and Chick-fil-A. Would you care to come along? Read as much or as little as you like. God has already exposed the folly of my heart to judge the Mennonite community of Hesston, Kansas. I stood in the buffet line and looked upon the woman in teal with a heart of distaste. I don’t even really know what it was about her. I just found myself disliking her way of worship, or even amount of food she was eating. Anything that came to mind I found a fault in. Ouch. I didn’t expect to feel conviction about this, but then again the hateful thoughts (gasp!) of my heart should be no news to me. I knew it couldn’t be right. ...