We grew up admiring the stoic, solitary cowboy. The man who tipped his hat, spoke few words, and carried a six-shooter instead of a Bible.
Stop playing the cowboy. Start kneeling before the King. 🙏 preacher john wayne
Jesus wept. Jesus washed feet. Jesus broke bread with the broken. He didn’t ride off into the sunset alone; He laid down His life for His friends. We grew up admiring the stoic, solitary cowboy