Today I did the walk at sunset. It felt like I could just feel God hovering - brooding - over Boksburg lake. I saw people from all walks of life and I just felt the need of the Word to get into this town.
I remembered the parable of the farmer sowing the word. I feel there is prayer needed for the people to be receptive for hearing the word. BUT there is also prayer needed for the sowing of the word. For people to be bold and to trust the Lord however He leads them to do it. And then they will see a crop - 30, 60 or even a hundredfold.
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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