country, dwelling in tabernacles with Isaac and Jacob, the heirs with him of the
For he looked for a city which hath foundations, whose builder
and maker is God.
Thankfully, one of the farmers saw us and pointed us to the road (paved). AHH. Now we could see we were not alone on the trail. Some of the horse riders were coming down the hill. Our trail and the horse trail merged together. What joy to see others making the same journey even if by different means. We felt safe again and our joy returned. While being "lost" I had forgotten to pray. But when I saw the others, I started praying for them again. As each horse rider passed, I prayed a blessing for them and that they may find the light of Christ. Soon, we found out that our trail was not only the walking trail and horse trail, but the bike trail. We gladly got out of their way, and as they passed we commiserated with how awful the mud was and how wet we were from the rain and why were we even doing this.