Here’s 400+ pictures, the first 200 or so I took myself. Great fun to look through…

I went with the church, and we painted fences, and did gardening, and painted rooms at the church, and prayed over the town as we walked in the rain, then held Cowboy Church on Sunday mornin’. The miracle of Cowboy Church was the fact that it had rained all week, we prayed for no rain, and, what do you know, the rains stopped just long enough for us to have Cowboy Church.

Yes Margaret, there is a God, and on some days He likes to don a cowboy hat, 10 gallon to be precise.

A few of my favorites: