We tried a few bites of the curds and discovered they tasted like any other cheese, but it squeaked when you bit into it and when you chewed it. I definitely wouldn’t have wanted to miss out on the experience. Lynn commented she was about to go home to feed her calfs. I inquired if she bottle fed any of them and she sold the last one she fed by bottle yesterday. I was soooo close, only one day late! I asked if I could give her a hug and everyone on my team could tell it was hard for her to receive. I am not certain how long it had been for her to hug someone. Even though she didn’t outwardly say it, I knew it was greatly appreciated.
From there, were saw an old church. We warred against the strongholds in prayer and worship. We asked the Lord for the dry bones to come alive…it was neat because on one side of the church was a cemetery and the other was a field of corn, His harvest! Breathe oh breath of God, breathe!
