Rt. 23 West
I was tempted to skip crosswalking today because I'm a little sore from yesterday. I decided however to walk a half-day instead. As soon as I got out of the campsite the first person that stopped to talk was the last person that stopped to talk last night. I found that her name is Patty and that she's the wife of the camp owner. I told Evie last night that I wanted to speak with Patty more because the last thing she said to me was, “it doesn't matter what god you believe in, as long as you have faith.” Thank God I was able to speak and pray with her this morning. Walking along State Route 23, two women named Jennifer and Alice stopped they were on the way to work and wanted to hear my testimony. They were both believers and we were able to encourage one another. After they pulled away and I began walking again, I passed a piece of paper blowing in the wind. I really felt God lead me to pick it up so I backed up and grabbed it. It had a woman named Sylvia's ema...
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