Several years ago, I was invited to visit an Indian village in the State of Hildalgo, Mexico. The village people sent me a horse to ride up the mountain. So not to offend the people for their generosity I mounted the horse and started the trip up the mountain. The problem was that the saddle on the horse was made to fit the Butt of a small Indian person. My Butt was quite large and didn't fit the saddle well. On the way up the mountain, I felt some blisters forming. As I arrived hours later there were several blister on my Butt. It was so painful that it was hard to walk. The next day the owner of the horse took it out to do some daily activities. I guess I gave the horse a good work out the day before and it layed down on the trail and died. Several days later when it was time to return, they offered me another horse to ride. I told them thanks alot but I'd rather walk than kill another horse. These kids were a part of the team on the way up the mountain. It was the first time that they saw a white man. We became good friends during my stay. As I was walking back down the mountain I heard the Lord speak and the he said, it is time for you to pass the baton to a new generation to go to difficult places. Like the prophet Isaiah said, "who will go? who may I send, then said I here I am Lord send me."
Several years ago, I was invited to visit an Indian village in the State of Hildalgo, Mexico. The village people sent me a horse to ride up the mountain. So not to offend the people for their generosity I mounted the horse and started the trip up the mountain. The problem was that the saddle on the horse was made to fit the Butt of a small Indian person. My Butt was quite large and didn't fit the saddle well. On the way up the mountain, I felt some blisters forming. As I arrived hours later there were several blister on my Butt. It was so painful that it was hard to walk. The next day the owner of the horse took it out to do some daily activities. I guess I gave the horse a good work out the day before and it layed down on the trail and died. Several days later when it was time to return, they offered me another horse to ride. I told them thanks alot but I'd rather walk than kill another horse. These kids were a part of the team on the way up the mountain. It was the first time that they saw a white man. We became good friends during my stay. As I was walking back down the mountain I heard the Lord speak and the he said, it is time for you to pass the baton to a new generation to go to difficult places. Like the prophet Isaiah said, "who will go? who may I send, then said I here I am Lord send me."
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