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As an agronomist for over fifteen years, I commonly visited with men alone. Often times I would stop by a ranch or farm, and the farmer or hired man would be the only one around. I took each situation professionally and responsibly, being careful to not create any opportunity for doubt or suspicion by their... Continue Reading →
I prayed: God thank you for answering my prayers and bringing me back to you. Thanks most importantly for being patient with me! As I’m trying to learn how to be the woman you want and made me to be, I know I need to pray not only for myself, but for my boyfriend,... Continue Reading →
I prayed: God, Pastor asked me to lead Bible study tonight, but you know I haven’t prayed in a while. I haven’t even read the Bible in weeks. I am not qualified to lead a Bible study right now. I am human. I will mess up your message, but you can do anything. So please,... Continue Reading →
I prayed: God help me. I feel so lost. I believe in you, but I have been too busy to pray. I know you listen to those who believe in you and have faith in you. I know you are patient and all-knowing and understanding, so please hear my prayer. Speak to me today, Father.... Continue Reading →
One day my boss sent me to visit with a rancher about fertilizer for his pasture. I groaned because this man was older, and didn’t spend a lot of money on anything. Still, I went. As soon as I jumped out of the pickup, this rancher asked “Are you saved?” I responded yes, that I... Continue Reading →
At the time I left my first husband I was very depressed. I felt my choices were suicide or divorce. No little girl dreams of growing up and getting divorced. Being raised Catholic, I believed either way I’d go to hell, but if I chose divorce, I could watch my baby girl grow up. So... Continue Reading →
After Dad’s death, I began to remember all the stories he told us of when he was young. He was ornery, started fights, drank, smoked, had pornography, threw a screwdriver at his brothers, dropped a flower pot off the roof onto my uncle’s head…a real rebel. When I thought of all this, my grief started... Continue Reading →
When I began to see prayers answered, and hear God's voice, I realized he was protecting and guiding me long before I knew he was close. So that's where I am starting, at the very beginning. In 1995, I was 15 years old. I had a dad who was fun when he drank...not so much... Continue Reading →
Katie Nelson Rau 