Many years ago I lived in a rural community, filled with Amish farmhouses. Amish horse-drawn carriages (behind which I occasionally became trapped if driving somewhere) served as a quiet reminder to slow down and acknowledge the heavenly Father's presence and His simple, timeless care for me.
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