Calling all Cowboys…and Cowgirls
I grew up in Montana, which is why I love going to Kazakhstan. It reminds me of home.
My dad was one of the last of the “real” cowboys – rode the range, herded cattle, fixed the fences.
Perhaps you are from the country too. Are you wondering how God might use your practical skills at
this time of your life?
When I was in Kazakhstan last fall I found several B4B
opportunities for cowboys and cowgirls. People who have real knowledge of animal