Clearing the path with prayer

My husband and I had planned a 13-day walking trip across England, and on this particular day, we'd set out in a light rain to hike to the opposite side of a mountain—normally a five-hour trek.

But after several hours of hiking, the rain increased to a cold downpour, accompanied by fog and wind. Small becks, or streams, began to overflow, raging with huge amounts of water. Paths normally visible were now shrouded in mist and fog, and our maps and compass were of little use. But we'd gone too far to turn back, and it became clear that we would have to find our way to the other side.

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