I saw this sign about 3km from the lake.
True stories from prayer-walks and pilgrimages where the dust of the road meets the grace of God. From the forgotten paths of the Karoo to the ruins of Ghana, these are testimonies of divine whispers, unexpected provision, and gentle encounters that remind us every step is a prayer and every journey is led by Him. Step by step, footprint by footprint.
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lots to pray for hey ...
(by the way - smash and grab refers to when you maybe have any valuables - like a cell phone, wallet or handbag - on the passenger seat - and someone walks by at a red robot and smashes your window and grabs the stuff before you can say "what?" or "huh?"
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