I've spent a lot of time over the past several years studying prayer.
For anyone who really knows me, you know I’m sort of a ‘city’ girl. I love high heels, convertibles, and copious amounts of mascara. You know, girly stuff.
As a child, my best friend Cindy’s family lived in the ‘country’ and had livestock. I could barely stomach walking down to the pasture while Cindy had to feed the cows. It was dirty, usually a little muddy, and kind of stinky.
Fast forward 30 years and my father now has cattle. But here’s the deal, I love them. I found myself volunteering to go with him when he fed them. I even bottle fed one of his calves in which the mother had abandoned.
Now did the cows change? NO! They are dirty, the pasture usually muddy, and they too, are stinky.
So what changed?
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