One of those volunteers we befriended was this man, the group had nicknamed, “Cowboy”. He rode his horse down to Shawnee from near Kansas City to offer his help. Several of the girls in our group helped him organize a large tent that is used as a warehouse. He told us how he rides all across the country relying on God’s providence. His horse, Anna Marie is the sweetest horse I’ve ever been around.
It was a great week of hard work, friendship and fellowship. Of course, I also forged deeper friendships with the teenagers and sponsors that were on the trip. All of the teenagers worked their tails off and there was not a complainer was among them. I was proud of all of them, and of course, my own most of all.