<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006</id><updated>2011-09-26T14:07:14.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Side of the Story</title><subtitle type='html'>3300 Miles for Christ</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-2895142509825048038</id><published>2010-10-05T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T14:36:40.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The time is going soooo fast!&amp;nbsp; One year on the road and 2400+ miles.&amp;nbsp; The last three weeks have been busy with speaking engagements and people stopping on the side of the road to talk with Nick.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So many times I have wondered, what my part is in all of this. The answer is simple but at times I don't give it much value. My part is to........simply support my husband!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;God had said in Scripture that Adam needed a &lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/Bible.cfm?b=Gen&amp;amp;c=2&amp;amp;t=NIV#comm/18"&gt;helpmate&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Now I know that every man needs a helper, whether they realize it or not.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful that Nick realizes this and accepts my help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The wonderful thing about this journey is that God increases the love we have for each other when we serve each other, help each other, support each other and listen to each other.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Communication has been one of the&amp;nbsp; most important elements in our life together. Not only in speaking with love and truth...but how we hear what is being said.&amp;nbsp; We're constantly reminding ourselves we need to be careful with our own interpretation of what the other person is saying.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So many times we try to finish a sentence in our minds before the other person is finished speaking and we miss their main point!&amp;nbsp; When we do that we hear our own thoughts, not the words from the other person. It all happens sooo fast! It's hard to stop ourselves from doing it unless, we are paying attention, and what others have to say is important so we don't want to miss the message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Nick and I talk about this subject quite often, because we have seen it in ourselves and others.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;As he walks down the road, Nick has to really listen to what the people who stop to talk to him are saying... and most importantly he needs to hear from God before he speaks to them. Many times Nick has said, "I heard my self say...." realizing that God was speaking through him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It is sooo exciting to hear him talk and describe the word God used through him to reach others.&amp;nbsp; God is always there every step of the way meeting every need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I really love the life God has given me.&amp;nbsp; I love doing His work. I love living this life I live.&amp;nbsp; Just like the apostle Paul said....&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29439" style="color: #660000;"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29440" style="color: #660000;"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;I can do everything through HIM who gives me strength.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;God is good all the time!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-2895142509825048038?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/2895142509825048038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=2895142509825048038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/2895142509825048038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/2895142509825048038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/10/communication.html' title='Communication'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-4927160794831147719</id><published>2010-09-22T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T17:51:53.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisses From Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TJk9s6vb9CI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/IsvahfN3bmo/s1600/jewels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TJk9s6vb9CI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/IsvahfN3bmo/s200/jewels.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Everything started two Sundays ago. &amp;nbsp;We went to a church in Farmville, VA. &amp;nbsp;At the end of the service one of the members of the church came to me and he was crying. He touched my hand and said to me, "God really, really loves you and He values you very much. &amp;nbsp;You are His&amp;nbsp;precious&amp;nbsp;jewel. People may live in&amp;nbsp;mansions, but one small&amp;nbsp;jewel&amp;nbsp;is more valuable that those&amp;nbsp;mansions. God wanted me to share that with you. &amp;nbsp;Please do not forget. &amp;nbsp;You are God's jewel."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;As he was wiping away his tears, he was trembling, just like if he had just seen God. I too started to wipe away my tears as I received the message of love. All I could say was "Thank you." God was sending me a kiss from heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Last Wednesday, I was waiting for Nick and I was parked in the parking lot of an old gas station. Since I was in a safe place, I decided to listen to the radio for a while. &amp;nbsp;I really do not remember what radio station it was, nor who was singing. &amp;nbsp;The only thing that I remember is that the&amp;nbsp;lyrics&amp;nbsp;of the songs said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TJlCcqo-skI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/WR4ufcSkl2U/s1600/radio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TJlCcqo-skI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/WR4ufcSkl2U/s200/radio.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.&lt;/i&gt;"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;All of a sudden I felt that something hit me in my heart. &amp;nbsp;It was the realization that...Yes! God the maker of heaven and earth cares for me...He cares for you too!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I have read &amp;nbsp;Psalm 121, many times. &amp;nbsp;But when I heard it, I knew that it was God speaking directly to me. And for the first time in my life those words meant the truth of who God really is. &amp;nbsp;A personal God; the One that delights in His children. Since then I have not been the same. &amp;nbsp;I want more and more of His presence in my life. &amp;nbsp;I began to think of the many times I have read Scripture; the many times I have gone to church, prayed and talked to God. But I had no idea of Who He really is and yet, day by day, He sends us kisses from heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Last Sunday afternoon, Nick and I decided to go to take a walk around beautiful downtown South Boston, VA. &amp;nbsp;As we walked around we spotted a small black and orange butterfly. &amp;nbsp;She landed on the edge of a window and Nick tried to give her a&amp;nbsp;minuscule&amp;nbsp;piece of apple so she could taste its nectar. She did not get afraid, she just sat very still. As Nick finished placing the apple piece on the edge of the window, we continued with our walk. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TJlIuJ_gzgI/AAAAAAAAB6g/Mmm8Xpf84GA/s1600/Butterfly+on+hand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TJlIuJ_gzgI/AAAAAAAAB6g/Mmm8Xpf84GA/s200/Butterfly+on+hand.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ten minutes later, we walked by the same place where we had seen the butterfly and to our surprise, she was still there. &amp;nbsp;I got very excited, because she had not moved. I was trying to get close to her and touch her, when Nick said, "If you stand still and just put your had up near her, she will move over on your hand."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I did as he told me and I placed my had so close, but I was concerned that she might fly away. So I moved my hand very, very slowly and the butterfly walked to the tip of my index and then onto my middle finger. &amp;nbsp;I was sooo excited I did not want to move at all. For few seconds I was able to be one with God's creation as she was resting on my hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Once again, I was receiving a kiss from heaven. -- I cannot stop my praising my Lord. &amp;nbsp;He is soo good and kind and loving.... He IS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The more we move close to God, the more He gives of Himself. &amp;nbsp;We just need to receive and relax in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-4927160794831147719?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4927160794831147719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=4927160794831147719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4927160794831147719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4927160794831147719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/09/kisses-from-heaven.html' title='Kisses From Heaven'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TJk9s6vb9CI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/IsvahfN3bmo/s72-c/jewels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-280135365886082682</id><published>2010-09-07T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:41:35.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Will Never Leave Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TIU2YkeQbdI/AAAAAAAAB54/b5QoJOvoizc/s1600/bench+seat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TIU2YkeQbdI/AAAAAAAAB54/b5QoJOvoizc/s200/bench+seat.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you remember those old bench seats? &amp;nbsp;Do you also remember siting there and driving around with your honey. &amp;nbsp;Oh, what a wonderful time. &amp;nbsp;You could hold hands in a very comfortable way without having to worry about all that space in between. &amp;nbsp;You could get close and even hold each other while driving along. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As time goes by, the models or the seats change and we started to separate and we became more distant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are not as comfortable nor close. &amp;nbsp;However, the person on the drivers seat has not move.... what happened? &amp;nbsp;Well if we don't pay some attention to our relationships.... like those seats, little by little we start drifting apart. Because we go with what society designs and dictates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The same things happens in our relationship with God. &amp;nbsp;If we do not stay close to Him through the Word, church, and our family and friends. &amp;nbsp;We soon will drift away from God. Even though He said to us,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Joshua+1:5&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;"I will never leave you nor forsake you."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was a promise from the Father's heart. &amp;nbsp;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is always in the driver's seat. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;e are the ones that move away by the distractions of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I do not understand how in our&amp;nbsp;humanness, many times during our live we end up doing things we do not want to do, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%207:15&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;"I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do but what I have I do."&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;move away from God. &amp;nbsp;He keeps blessings us and we act like He went on vacation or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TIU830sTsVI/AAAAAAAAB6A/a4JKyWnQfaU/s1600/Jesus+n+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TIU830sTsVI/AAAAAAAAB6A/a4JKyWnQfaU/s200/Jesus+n+me.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For awhile now, I have been feeling like I have moved away. &amp;nbsp;I am beginning to re-focus and beginning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to Praise Him and to acknowledge all the great things He does for us every single day...every single moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, I love You with all my heart, with all my soul, with all my mind and all my strength.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-280135365886082682?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/280135365886082682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=280135365886082682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/280135365886082682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/280135365886082682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/09/he-will-never-leave-us.html' title='He Will Never Leave Us'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TIU2YkeQbdI/AAAAAAAAB54/b5QoJOvoizc/s72-c/bench+seat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-4966452508040071716</id><published>2010-08-17T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:50:37.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift of Love</title><content type='html'>Life has been unusual. I was raised by my grandmother (my dad's mom) and I grew up with my dad's brothers and sisters. I have a half-sister and a half-brother and for the last 22 1/2 years I was given the gift of being a step-mom. &amp;nbsp;It seems like I've had half of everything and sometimes it seems like my life is all fragments. However, when I look at Chris and Frank my hearts leaps with happiness; they fill my whole heart!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TGruUYFvFxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/nxo22-Gv2fU/s1600/IMG_4172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TGruUYFvFxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/nxo22-Gv2fU/s200/IMG_4172.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two young men make me soo happy. &amp;nbsp;They are good looking, smart, funny, well mannered; they have a good heart and they are the joy of my life. &lt;i&gt;(For all of you ladies who may be interested..... yes they are single!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times I share with my boys that if there was such a thing as re-incarnation.... I would ask God to let me have them again as my children. That's how much I love them and I am happy to share our lifes together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have heard is said, that we do not get to choose our family, but we get to choose our friends. However, I know God chose this family for me and I love it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TGrugHgP_ZI/AAAAAAAAB2s/oxBLjK7Dmrs/s1600/IMG_4152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TGrugHgP_ZI/AAAAAAAAB2s/oxBLjK7Dmrs/s200/IMG_4152.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week Chris and Frank came to visit, and we celebrated Nick's and Chris' birthdays. &amp;nbsp;We went to 2 baseball games to see the National play against the Florida Marlins and the Arizona Diamond Backs .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way to the Baseball stadium we had &amp;nbsp;a chance to walk in the city and take this picture of Capitol Building. Both days we took the subway to go to the game. &amp;nbsp;Parking in D.C. is as bad as in any city. &amp;nbsp;Whether&amp;nbsp;you are in San Francisco, Los Angeles or New York, parking is always a problem. &amp;nbsp;So we had an adventure traveling with what seemed to be the whole world! &amp;nbsp;Let me tell you, after being on the back roads of America.... being among all those people made me feel like fish out of the water. &amp;nbsp;It was a bit nerve racking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TGrxwk9gNLI/AAAAAAAAB20/UyyAfGWk2W8/s1600/IMG_4178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TGrxwk9gNLI/AAAAAAAAB20/UyyAfGWk2W8/s200/IMG_4178.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last day Frank and Chris were with us, they took us to a fabulous crab fest and it was great. &amp;nbsp;We ate, and ate and ate some more. &amp;nbsp;I don't have to tell you Nick is a pro at this crab eating business, however, the boys and I were total rookies. However none of those babies got away! Memories, good times and blessings is what it's all about. Count your blessings and see the Gift of Love in your own family. &amp;nbsp;Family and friends, are a beautiful gift from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-4966452508040071716?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4966452508040071716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=4966452508040071716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4966452508040071716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4966452508040071716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/08/gift-of-love.html' title='The Gift of Love'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TGruUYFvFxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/nxo22-Gv2fU/s72-c/IMG_4172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-4803965809595587543</id><published>2010-08-06T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:49:40.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When HE Whispers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TFx_a7aMbZI/AAAAAAAABx0/LKGXmoDA81U/s1600/Gods+whisper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TFx_a7aMbZI/AAAAAAAABx0/LKGXmoDA81U/s200/Gods+whisper.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last Monday I was having a problem with my right hip.&amp;nbsp; For some reason it was hurting and I was very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick was walking through town and he called me to come and get him for his 2nd meal break.&amp;nbsp; He mentioned that he was walking by a church with a big parking lot.&amp;nbsp; Hurting,&amp;nbsp; I got into the driver side and I said to God:&amp;nbsp; "OK, You and me, Lord."&amp;nbsp; So I drove to where Nick was;maybe about 4 miles from where we had&amp;nbsp; met before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there Nick was talking to a man, so I pulled over the parking lot, made a U turn to position myself for a quick exit.&amp;nbsp; Nick came over, had his meal and I was able to share with him about the pain I had on my hip. As we were getting ready for him to leave, a lady stopped by to check on us.&amp;nbsp; She mentioned that she had met Nick a bit earlier while he was talking with the other guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TFyD8_MTnvI/AAAAAAAABx8/7SVid0SnGYo/s1600/butterfly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TFyD8_MTnvI/AAAAAAAABx8/7SVid0SnGYo/s200/butterfly.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We both stepped out of the RV and chatted with her for a while. We were talking about the goodness of God and she said: "Oh I know of His goodness, He healed me of cancer several years ago and I am doing better and better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard Nick said, "My wife has been having a problem with her right hip, and since God healed you, could you&amp;nbsp; pray for her so God can heal her too?" She replied "Sure" and with that, the three of us held hands and she started to pray.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just finished praying and I was still holding my hand up and a butterfly landed on my thumb. I did not want to move because I did not want her to go away.&amp;nbsp; Nick said, "God really loves you, you do know that!"&amp;nbsp; Then the butterfly went away and it returned to place herself on the edge of my shorts.&amp;nbsp; Our lady friend said, "I have never seen anything like that!"&amp;nbsp; Then Nick replied, "As I am walking down the road I always ask God for one of these to land on my hand, but it has not happened."&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the butterfly went away, our lady friend also left.&amp;nbsp; Then Nick got on his walking attire and left me too.&amp;nbsp; I was there just looking at all the yellow butterflies and&amp;nbsp; the secretary from the church came to see if I was ok.&amp;nbsp; I talked to her about our walk and I gave her one of our DVDs and a card.&amp;nbsp; She said I could stay there and long as I needed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour and a half went by and Nick called me again.&amp;nbsp; I went to get him and we were done for the day. By the way,&amp;nbsp; God removed the pain from my hip....there was any doubt???&amp;nbsp; HE is soooo GOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roads in Virginia had been very interesting.&amp;nbsp; They do not have much shoulder and in between the road I travel on and the road Nick walks on, there is a medium and it's full of trees.&amp;nbsp; So I have to drive for a while to be able to see him.&amp;nbsp; The good part is that he always calls me and gives me some markers so I know how to look for the area that he is walking by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago the heat index got very high very quickly.&amp;nbsp; It was about 9:30 or so and it was already in the 90's.&amp;nbsp; So I said to God, by now Nick should have walked about 4 miles, I guess I need to go get him so he is not out there in that heat.&amp;nbsp; So I drove and I saw an opening on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TFyKO9V56lI/AAAAAAAAByE/ypoRulSRgVs/s1600/virginia+roads.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TFyKO9V56lI/AAAAAAAAByE/ypoRulSRgVs/s200/virginia+roads.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I put my emergency lights on and I pulled over on the right hand side in a&amp;nbsp; decent shoulder.&amp;nbsp; I looked at the speedometer and I noticed that I was 3 tenths of a mile short of 4 miles.&amp;nbsp; So I asked God, "Should I go ahead or should I wait." I do not know if Nick is behind me or a head of me.&amp;nbsp; I do not know if he has been talking to anyone.&amp;nbsp; I looked at the clock and it was 9:45.&amp;nbsp; I heard God say:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Wait until 10:00 am."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I did reminded Him that I did not know if Nick had been talking to people, which it would mean that he was behind me.&amp;nbsp; And I did not not know if Nick was ahead of me because I was short of 4 miles. Again He said:&lt;i style="color: #20124d;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Wait until 10:00 am."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; When I heard that, I just walked towards the kitchen and I got myself a water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the area that I was parked there was a cross over,&lt;i&gt; ( a space which makes it easy for Nick to cross over toward me) &lt;/i&gt;and not too many trees.&amp;nbsp; I was able to look at the traffic behind me on Nick's side of the road. So I could take a good look if Nick was coming.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I glanced at the clock and it was 5 minutes to 10.&amp;nbsp; So I sat on the driver's side of the RV and as I looked behind me..... and there was Nick... walking towards me!!&amp;nbsp; Yea God!&amp;nbsp; He knew it all along;&amp;nbsp; Nick was behind me and I needed to wait.&amp;nbsp; I love His whispers of love and care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Nick walked in the RV, I mentioned to him that the heat index was rising to 90% and I suggested that we needed to stop.&amp;nbsp; He was ready.&amp;nbsp; Then as he changed his clothes I told him my God experience.&amp;nbsp; I was sooo excited and thankful.&amp;nbsp; God cares all the time.&amp;nbsp; No matter how small or big our concern is.&amp;nbsp; If it is important to us.... it is important to HIM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-4803965809595587543?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4803965809595587543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=4803965809595587543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4803965809595587543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4803965809595587543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-he-whispers.html' title='When HE Whispers'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TFx_a7aMbZI/AAAAAAAABx0/LKGXmoDA81U/s72-c/Gods+whisper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-7538433904446080105</id><published>2010-07-22T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T13:19:24.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We go through life wondering how things are going to work out. &amp;nbsp;Whether it is about school, jobs, finances or relationships... we always want to know what's ahead of us and how quickly it's coming to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEiOED0YFkI/AAAAAAAABUk/A5irp-k29b4/s1600/bread+of+life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="134" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEiOED0YFkI/AAAAAAAABUk/A5irp-k29b4/s200/bread+of+life.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;However, as we look at the prayer that Jesus taught us; we read: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Give us each day our daily bread"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Luke 11:3). &amp;nbsp;It does not say give us our life long&amp;nbsp;stash&amp;nbsp;of food, happiness, finances, etc. &amp;nbsp;It talks about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Scripture is correct, every day we receive our blessings.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; "Be anxious for nothing"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... (1st Peter 5:7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We serve a good, wonderful, faithful,&amp;nbsp;compassionate, loving, giving God. &amp;nbsp;Our own response to that ought to be "Thank you, Lord. I receive it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just like everyone else, at times I forget to say those words. &amp;nbsp;However, God is always there to love on us, and to give us the desires of our hearts. &amp;nbsp;As Nick and I walk the back roads of this wonderful country we have experienced God's unfailing Love through His people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Few days ago, we arrived in Lynchburg, VA. &amp;nbsp;As always, when we get to a large town, we look for a Walmart, so we know where we are going to spend the night. Since it is Summer, the last few days have been humid. We went to the store to purchase some items we needed and hide from the heat. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEiUEanSfmI/AAAAAAAABUs/8RjLaqvoSaI/s1600/sniffing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEiUEanSfmI/AAAAAAAABUs/8RjLaqvoSaI/s320/sniffing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I mentioned to Nick that I needed to get some deodorant, so we walked to the isle. &amp;nbsp;I remembered that I had seen an advertisement on TV about some type of body mist. I began looking for it, and it never fails, every time I need something it is always on top shelf. &amp;nbsp;A young woman was there standing near me, and I asked her if she could help me. &amp;nbsp;Very friendly, she looked at me and said "Sure" and soon she started to hand me different little bottles of body mist. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEiZ3AaGRVI/AAAAAAAABU0/z0KorH5uX4w/s1600/body+mist.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEiZ3AaGRVI/AAAAAAAABU0/z0KorH5uX4w/s200/body+mist.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We started to spray the air to try the different scents, and as we sprayed, we began to sniff the air. &amp;nbsp;One was too sweet, others smelled like a bathroom cleaner, and yet other smelled like pure alcohol. &amp;nbsp;Finally, we find the right&amp;nbsp;fragrance&amp;nbsp;and I said. &amp;nbsp;"This is the one, thank you so very much." As I said that I could hear Nick saying.... "Where is a camera when you need it?" &amp;nbsp;and a young man said, "I got one on my phone!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This young man was the friend of my new friend... &amp;nbsp;Carmen. Haniel &lt;i&gt;(like Daniel with an H)&lt;/i&gt; had gone to get some other stuff and when he got back to where we were, he found us smelling the air, so he backed up to where Nick was standing in the middle of the aisle... I guess they did not want people to acknowledge that we were with them. &amp;nbsp;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Soon Haniel, said to Nick: "Are you a pastor or something? &amp;nbsp;I see the glory of God all over you." So as always, we shared about our walk. &amp;nbsp;Haniel, quickly reached for his phone and said. "Let me call my pastor to see if you can come and share some of your biblical testimonies with our congregation on Wednesday night." &amp;nbsp;and with that we made a date to go to lunch with them the next day after our walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We all continue our shopping and about 5 minutes later, Haniel and Carmen found us and said. "Our pastor already has someone&amp;nbsp;scheduled, however, he would love for you guys to come and share about your walk for Christ. Our church is&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1971165047"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allpeopleschurch.us/"&gt;All Peoples Church&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, so just come over on Wednesday and share about what the Lord is doing in your lives." We bid them good night and we all went on our merry way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On Tuesday we had a wonderful lunch with our new friends. &amp;nbsp;We chatted about &amp;nbsp;ministry work &lt;i&gt;(theirs and ours)&lt;/i&gt;, and personal experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEigC29KvVI/AAAAAAAABVE/GB438pcwClg/s1600/IMG_4118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEigC29KvVI/AAAAAAAABVE/GB438pcwClg/s200/IMG_4118.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Wednesday, quickly came, however on our way back to town we got a flat. &amp;nbsp;We called Good Sam's Club for road assistance. Finally after 3 hours of waiting a police car parked behind us and wanted to know for how long we were going to be there. &amp;nbsp;We told her that we did not know, that we had hope to be long gone but we were still waiting. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So I called Good Sams and I let the officer talk to them. &amp;nbsp;Well, not long after we got a sight of the truck service... the calvary was finally on its way! However, when he removed the flat tire, we discover that we had two flats!! I guess it has been so hot that both tires got flat. By the time everything was set and done, we waited a total of 5 hours. &amp;nbsp;We drove back into town, made ourselves at home at a near parking lot and got showered and ready to go to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The service was at 7:00, we made it there half an hour earlier so we could have enough time and room to park the RV. &amp;nbsp;We walked in the church and everyone was&amp;nbsp;genuinely&amp;nbsp;happy to see us. &amp;nbsp;You could feel the love coming from people we just met. And it did not matter if you were a visitor or have been going there for 100 years...the love was there. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We shared about the journey, we worshiped and learned. &amp;nbsp;By the time the service was over, right before we were going to be dismissed. &amp;nbsp;The pastor said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEifaMeU25I/AAAAAAAABU8/NVLjX2T5QOY/s1600/Daily+bread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEifaMeU25I/AAAAAAAABU8/NVLjX2T5QOY/s200/Daily+bread.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"I would like us to pray for Nick and Lucy and for their travel. &amp;nbsp;Also the Holy Spirit told me three times that we should take a love offering for them. &amp;nbsp;I do not know what the deacons are going to say, however, lets do it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As the pastor was saying those words, it really took me by surprise and tears started to stream down my face. &amp;nbsp;When we go to churches, whether midweek or Sunday service, we never ask for anything, so when a pastor is moved by God act on our behalf when he doesn't even really know us...I know in my heart that it is a gift from my Father. &amp;nbsp;He give us our daily bread and more ...only believe. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-7538433904446080105?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/7538433904446080105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=7538433904446080105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/7538433904446080105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/7538433904446080105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/07/only-believe.html' title='Only Believe'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEiOED0YFkI/AAAAAAAABUk/A5irp-k29b4/s72-c/bread+of+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-177140110329218296</id><published>2010-07-17T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T20:07:47.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Do You Want To Give?</title><content type='html'>Nick walked 14 miles and he was so excited to be back on the road. We made it to beautiful downtown Chatham.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The afternoon heat started to rise as well as the humidity, so decided to go to the local library and give our generator a little break.&amp;nbsp; We were there until about 3:30, then we went back to the RV, because Nick was going to have his weekly call with our friend Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the library was closing at 8:00 pm, we went back for a while; having our own computers to work on, makes it more enjoyable; this way we do not have to worry about a time limit while we are checking on emails or updating our blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the library closed, we drove around the town and we found that in town there was a big shopping center area where a Food Lion grocery store took must of the center.&amp;nbsp; We were able to park in their parking lot for the night and we were very thankful to God. &lt;i&gt;(Most of the time we stay at Wal Mart or at a local churches, it depends what's available). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the beginning of summer we have been waking up around 4:30 or so to get ready for our day.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we need to drive back several miles, and we need to get position on our route before 5:45 or as soon as there is daylight to avoid the heat of the day and get some mileage done.&amp;nbsp; -- We usually go to bed by 9:00 or so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we made ourselves at home at the shopping center and we were ready to go to sleep by 8:30.&amp;nbsp; Since it was our first day on the road, we were very tired, we were so tired we just said good night to each other, and we both felt asleep right away.&amp;nbsp; For me it is kind of rare to do this, I usually toss and turn, make myself comfortable and talk to God for a while, before I finally fall asleep.&amp;nbsp; This time I do not remember doing any of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEJaOLQOuBI/AAAAAAAABOI/zR8t667BouU/s1600/knock+on+the+door.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEJaOLQOuBI/AAAAAAAABOI/zR8t667BouU/s200/knock+on+the+door.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All of the sudden I heard a knock on our door,&amp;nbsp; I thought maybe it was a police officer and wanted us to move out of the parking lot... it would&amp;nbsp; not be the first time that this happened.... so I tried to ignore it and once again, I heard a second knock.&amp;nbsp; I tried to wake up Nick, but he was sound asleep.&amp;nbsp; I did not want to get up by myself, so on the third knock, Nick heard it, got up and moved toward the door.&amp;nbsp; I was right behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he opened the door, I heard a voice of a man on the outside of the RV.&amp;nbsp; He said he needed gas and wanted to know if we had an extra container with gasoline that we could give him, or couple dollars so he could make it home to North Carolina.&amp;nbsp; Nick said, "Wait for a moment." So he came back in and grabbed couple dollars, handed them to him and bid him good night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were making our way back into bed, I looked at the clock and it was 4:00 am.&amp;nbsp; I thought to myself. "How inconsiderate! It is 4:00 am in the morning! I cannot believe he was so selfish and self-centered and not to think about bothering people soo early in the morning." As all these words started to run in my head, I heard a still small voice.... &lt;i style="color: #660000;"&gt;"How inconsiderate and self-centered? Aren't you just thinking how he just bothered you and got you out of bed???&amp;nbsp; Aren't you being self-centered too?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I immediately recognized the voice and I said... "But Lord, it is four o'clock in the morning. "Yesss" He said. All of the sudden a couple bible passages came to mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br style="color: #073763;" /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Do not say to &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;neighbor&lt;/b&gt;,  "Come back later; I'll give it tomorrow"— when you now have it with you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Proverbs 3:28&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;As well as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;a href="" name="OLE_LINK1"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then he said to them, "Suppose one of you has a friend, and he goes to him at midnight and says, 'Friend, lend me three loaves of bread, because a friend of mine on a journey has come to me, and&amp;nbsp; I have nothing to set before him.'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luke 11:5 &amp;amp; 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then I said to God... "Lord, I do not mind helping, but it is soooo early in the moning." and He replied, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When do you want to give?m Only when it is convenient for you or when you feel like it?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; As I laid on bed I looked towards the ceiling of the RV and I reluctantly said, "I want to give when You want me to." After that, I went to sleep for another 45 minutes and then my personal alarm (Nick) woke me up and said "Sweetie, it is time to rise and shine."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We got ready for another day and Nick walked 12 miles.&amp;nbsp; We made it all the way to Altavista, VA.&amp;nbsp; Our routine was pretty much like the day before. We went to the local library and stay there until they closed at 5:30pm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once again we went to the local Food Lion, made ourselves at home in their parking lot and enjoyed the weather.... it rained couple of times &lt;i&gt;(it was nice and refreshing)&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Nick was reading a book and I was working on writing 2nd Peter in my note book.&lt;i&gt; (I have been copying the books of John, 1st John, 2nd John, 3rd John, 1st Peter and 2nd Peter in my notepad)&lt;/i&gt; and this has been a very enlightening experience.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was standing by the door, with the door opened, feeling the breeze.&amp;nbsp; I was soo into my writing that when a man came and knocked at our door, he really startled me. I opened the screen door and as I greeted him, he said to us... "I see that you are in Christian ministry." I said, "Yes", and I began to tell him about our journey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; As soon as Nick approached the door, Chad asked us: "Are you&amp;nbsp; in need of&amp;nbsp; laundry or&amp;nbsp; need to take a shower? If so you can come to our house. My mother and I are in ministry too and we travel to the local railroad stations or bus stations and if anyone is stranded we offer them something to eat and drink.&amp;nbsp; We give them a bible and share the gospel.&amp;nbsp; The name of our ministry is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Road of Hope Ministries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.We survive by peoples donation and God's provision."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As he went to his car to get us his ministry card, Nick and I agreed in sharing the blessings that God has giving us, so we went to our piggy bank and got couple dollars and handed it to him.&amp;nbsp; We wanted to be part of what God is doing. -- So the next time God asks me again, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When do you want to give?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I can freely say, "Whenever You want me to, Lord!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-177140110329218296?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/177140110329218296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=177140110329218296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/177140110329218296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/177140110329218296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-do-you-want-to-give.html' title='When Do You Want To Give?'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TEJaOLQOuBI/AAAAAAAABOI/zR8t667BouU/s72-c/knock+on+the+door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-212439882545649134</id><published>2010-07-17T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T17:26:06.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Answers In Mysterious Ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TDtcc5wAVsI/AAAAAAAABN4/2G8kzUD4uzw/s1600/RV+hookup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TDtcc5wAVsI/AAAAAAAABN4/2G8kzUD4uzw/s200/RV+hookup.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since last week we have been at a stand still. We have not walked at all. Even though we just purchased a new generator not too long ago, for the last week and a half&amp;nbsp; it has been acting up.&amp;nbsp; For some reason it does not stay on.&amp;nbsp; According to the manual it says it has an overpower surge. On June 30th we made an appointment to see the mechanic on Thursday, July 8th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday the 7th, the temperature was over 100 degrees and the humidity was very high as well.&amp;nbsp; We went in a search of a campground because we needed electricity.&amp;nbsp; We found an RV park, we drove there, paid our dues and connected to their power. Yea!&amp;nbsp; Electricity = Air conditioning....what a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TDtfKYRHGdI/AAAAAAAABOA/2JtGZgycNjo/s1600/Onan+generator.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TDtfKYRHGdI/AAAAAAAABOA/2JtGZgycNjo/s200/Onan+generator.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Thursday morning, after our breakfast, we drove to the RV service company.&amp;nbsp; They are Onan Generator certified... that means they can work on our generator. When we got there the owner told us that our generator did not have a power box.&amp;nbsp; What that means to you and me.... and them is:&amp;nbsp; Our generator does not have a box to test its power, therefore, they took the whole generator out of the RV to test and see what the problem might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the generator was out, they said we could drive back to the RV park to plug in to electricity so we could stay cool and as soon as they found the problem they would call us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, July 12th, we were still at the campground.&amp;nbsp; We expected a call and a report of what was wrong with the generator.&amp;nbsp; It never came, however, the amazing thing is that Nick and I had prayed for the temperature to go down to about 80 degrees..&lt;i&gt;.(just like Elijah prayed for no rain)&lt;/i&gt;, and God, instead of giving us low temperatures, He placed us at the RV park for almost 10 days! He always provides but hardly ever the way we think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, July 13, we got a the call!&amp;nbsp; The RV service center said that our generator was ready. The electronic board that regulates the voltage was out and needed to be replaced. Well, few hours later, we got a generator that works and the warranty covered the cost! Woo-Hoo!&amp;nbsp; Once again, God takes care of us and because of your financial support and your prayers, we were able to stay cool and collected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two ways we get funding when we are on the road, one is through your generosity and the other is through sharing the Gospel through Biblical storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Apostle Paul said to the Thessalonians&lt;i style="color: #783f04;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"... On the contrary, we worked night and day, laboring and toiling so that we would not be a burden to any of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;" &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We certainly do not want to be a burden to you, however, our way of making tents is by sharing our Biblical testimonies of&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zacchaeus&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Boy, The Loaves and the Fish&lt;/b&gt; as well as &lt;b&gt;The Innkeeper of Bethlehem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If you know of any churches in the Lynchburg, Charlottesville &amp;amp; Culpeper areas or anywhere along our route &lt;i&gt;(currently route 29 north in Virginia)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; who would be open to having us share these testimonies, we thank you in advance for putting us in contact with them and helping us make our tents.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-212439882545649134?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/212439882545649134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=212439882545649134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/212439882545649134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/212439882545649134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/07/god-answers-in-mysterious-ways.html' title='God Answers In Mysterious Ways'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TDtcc5wAVsI/AAAAAAAABN4/2G8kzUD4uzw/s72-c/RV+hookup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-3627136418984484153</id><published>2010-06-24T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T08:28:01.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watering My Mustard Seed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TCPMqh-K9ZI/AAAAAAAABMo/tiakzVXcZmI/s1600/no+sholder+road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TCPMqh-K9ZI/AAAAAAAABMo/tiakzVXcZmI/s200/no+sholder+road.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, Nick was walking on route NC 601. We crossed over to Virginia on route 103.&amp;nbsp; We still have not had any shoulder on the road, so I have been staying behind waiting for Nick's call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can be worst than not having shoulders on the road, you may ask?&amp;nbsp; Well, not having shoulder on the road and NO CELL PHONE access... is the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know Nick has been calling me every time he finds a place for me to park.&amp;nbsp; However, today I had to water my mustard seed and allow it to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Nick and I knew that we were not going to have phone access. We agreed that I would wait at the local gas station for about 2 hours and then I would catch up to him in the hopes to have a parking area for him to be able to have his first meal break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well about hour and a half had gone by and my stomach started to grumble with the feeling of going to the bathroom and I thought.... if I need to go to the bathroom, Nick may have to go as well. I talked to God about the possibility of me taking off to meet Nick and I thanked Him for his provision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick had gone about 3.5 miles and as I drove close to him, we both saw a pull over"" on my side of the road. Yes, I did take advantage of it and parked in the area God provided.&amp;nbsp; Nick had his meal break and we were both very thankful to God for His provision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited another hour and forty minutes before I advanced again to go meet Nick and as I got on the driver's side, once again I thanked God for the parking area He was about to provide for us; exactly at the time Nick would be walking by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off and I just kept talking with God and praising Him for His goodness.&amp;nbsp; As I saw Nick, I saw on my side of the road a country church, just about 3 tenths of a mile, ahead of where Nick&amp;nbsp; was about to walk. I drove over to the church's parking lot and made myself at home. In this segment Nick had walked 4.1 miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, God is soo good!! I was extremely&amp;nbsp; happy. He does hear and answers our prayers as we trust in Him. &lt;i&gt;(I have to let you know that He stretched me a lot today and it is not easy nor fun, however it is great to see Him work.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, haven't had any cell phone access.&amp;nbsp; Some one had said to us a while back that if there is an area where there is more animals than people.... the cell phone companies would not put towers in those areas. Well, I guess that's where we have been walking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick got his second&amp;nbsp; meal break, some water and took off.&amp;nbsp; I waited another hour and ten minutes, before I move forward to go meet him.&amp;nbsp; This time I drove passed Nick, and as I was driving a saw what it looked to be a side road and when I got there I backed up into the road praying that no one would come out of that road.&amp;nbsp; I was about a mile away from Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God for Nick's protection, and I prayed for God to allow him to get to me in less than 20 minutes, because the heat of the day and the humidity were rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this segment Nick walked 3.4 miles.&amp;nbsp; When Nick got to me, we both noticed that the road I was parked at, had been closed, so no one would be coming out of it. So once again God provided&amp;nbsp; me with safety and a place where we were able to relax for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TCPUwckXKDI/AAAAAAAABMw/0ByV-zvJZ8w/s1600/good+shepherd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TCPUwckXKDI/AAAAAAAABMw/0ByV-zvJZ8w/s320/good+shepherd.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I have been pondering about how much we depend on what we see and what we have. Cell phones, computers, our own understanding ... and God is always there for us. We really need to water our mustard seed and allow it to grow. So that God becomes more real to us in every area of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like the road we have been in today, you never know what's ahead, however, God always provides.&amp;nbsp; We just need to rely on Him and His goodness.&amp;nbsp; He is Jehovah Jireh our provider and&amp;nbsp; He makes us lie down in green pastures! &lt;i&gt;(Churches, pull overs, old buildings, gas stations). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Father for caring for us; even in the smallest things that concern us.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for being The Reality in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-3627136418984484153?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3627136418984484153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=3627136418984484153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/3627136418984484153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/3627136418984484153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/06/watering-my-mustard-seed.html' title='Watering My Mustard Seed'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TCPMqh-K9ZI/AAAAAAAABMo/tiakzVXcZmI/s72-c/no+sholder+road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-6596232653452832253</id><published>2010-06-19T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T17:12:30.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Palm of His hand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TB1bFUDnmAI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DlbB1BdVo5Q/s1600/In+the+hands+of+God.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TB1bFUDnmAI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DlbB1BdVo5Q/s200/In+the+hands+of+God.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been traveling many roads and still we do not have any shoulder.&amp;nbsp; So I have been reading, studying, copying the book of John in my note path and I have been pondering on the things that are written in Scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to the understanding that since our first journey, God has always taken care of us in all areas.&amp;nbsp; Health, financial, spiritual; we have lack nothing.&amp;nbsp; And as you have been able to travel with us on this, our third journey.&amp;nbsp; You have tasted some of the wonderful things God has done in our lives and the lives of the people, He has brought our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip has been been filled with new friendships and marvelous loving people. Yes, we had our times of discouragement, because of our first RV and the mechanical problems, however, God has never let us down.&amp;nbsp; He has provided for our every need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week we had to put a new generator in the RV and that cost a lot of money (over 5K) because it is a brand new piece of equipment, shipping, labor and taxes.&amp;nbsp; We had to use our credit card to pay for it and I have been wondering how we are going to complete this journey.&amp;nbsp; God has said in His word for us to not get into debt but there was no way we could get that amount of money without using the credit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TB1XElQgENI/AAAAAAAABMI/4QTD2PEMDOA/s1600/God+privides.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TB1XElQgENI/AAAAAAAABMI/4QTD2PEMDOA/s200/God+privides.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I do believe He is going to help us to pay off the credit card and we will complete this journey, the same way we finished the other two.... with His provision and His help. I know that Scripture tells us not to be in debt, however, this was beyond our control especially because it is very hot and humid. I believe what the Bible says, because God has proven Himself faithful to His Word in our lives and I know that He is going to do it once again, because He is good.The best part of it all is that He does not have favorites. If He is doing it for us, He will do it for you too.&amp;nbsp; Trust in HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand on His promises:&amp;nbsp; Mt 6:25-34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23308"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23309"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23310"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23311"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23312"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt;Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23313"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23314"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt;So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23315"&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt;For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23316"&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23317"&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt;Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-6596232653452832253?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/6596232653452832253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=6596232653452832253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/6596232653452832253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/6596232653452832253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-palm-of-his-hand.html' title='In the Palm of His hand!'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TB1bFUDnmAI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DlbB1BdVo5Q/s72-c/In+the+hands+of+God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-4043582966584646377</id><published>2010-05-31T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T13:32:23.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Cell Phone Access....</title><content type='html'>Last week we were walking through Union, Monarch Mill, and Lockhart, South Carolina. Just to name some of the areas we have been. Well, on Wednesday we had the wonderful experience to walk through Lockhart and unbeknownst to us.... they do not get cell phone reception for AT&amp;amp;T. My phone had no BARS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick has been walking ahead of me because of the lack of shoulder on the roads.&amp;nbsp; So I have been waiting for periods of up to 2 hours, before I hear from him. It has been tough, however, I am relying more on God and less on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was waiting, a pick-up truck stopped by me and a beautiful young woman and a man came over to the RV.&amp;nbsp; He said, &lt;i&gt;"We have seen Zacchaeus walking down the road. We talked with him and we just wanted to stop and give you these".&lt;/i&gt; And they handed me two CDs of &lt;i&gt;The Riverside Boys Quartet&lt;/i&gt;. Monica was soo excited as she shared with me about her students at church and how the kids would love if we could come over and share about the walk.&amp;nbsp; I asked her for the address of the church and then said, "Sure we will be there tonight at 7:00 pm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they left, my phone rang, I looked to see the number and it was a number with a different area code.&amp;nbsp; So I answered and to my amazement, Nick was on the other side and I heard him say, "Come on over and there is a big area for you to park on your side of the road... it is a long story, I will tell you when you get here. You will see me by an old house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soo excited about hearing from Nick, that I forgot to ask the lady for her name and her phone number.&amp;nbsp; However, I had the church address on my GPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove over to where Nick was and he was talking with a man.&amp;nbsp; Nick signaled me over and showed me where to park.&amp;nbsp; As I pulled over, he stayed behind by the house talking with Eric.&amp;nbsp; A few minutes later Nick and Chris came over. Nick mentioned to me that Chris is a Gideon. &lt;i&gt;(The Gideons are responsible for placing Bibles in hotel rooms and creating small New Testaments and Psalms to give away to people.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick also mentioned that he had met a very nice couple and that the guy had invited us to their church at 7:00 pm that night.&amp;nbsp; I said, "Oh, no we cannot go!&amp;nbsp; I promised this lady and a man that we would be at their church to talk to the kids about the walk." Chris, just looked at us and said, "Well, it looks like you guys are going to need to agree on something, I guess I better go." As he left, I helped Nick to get out of his walking clothes and we were talking about these two couples who invited us to their church.&amp;nbsp; Nick asked me, "Where is the church you are talking about." I said, "Somewhere before the river, I got it on our GPS, it is the &lt;i&gt;First Baptist Church of Lockhart&lt;/i&gt;." "Wow," Nick said, "that the same church my couple invited us to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TAQWDRRYkBI/AAAAAAAABKw/olTlVnGniYQ/s1600/IMG_4033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TAQWDRRYkBI/AAAAAAAABKw/olTlVnGniYQ/s200/IMG_4033.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About&amp;nbsp; 6:00 pm we drove over and as we parked across from the church, we heard a knock on our door.&amp;nbsp; It was Monica!&amp;nbsp; I opened the door and we started talking about what we were going to do.&amp;nbsp; She had told me that she had left a message on my phone, but I did not get it for lack of AT&amp;amp;T coverage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted us to talk outside of the church in the grassy area and she said that as soon as she shared with the pastor that we were coming, he wanted the whole congregation to hear what we had to say.&amp;nbsp; We walked to the fellowship area and&amp;nbsp; we met her children.&amp;nbsp; We started setting up chairs outside and she said that some people may bring blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TAQXCuPlZlI/AAAAAAAABLA/Dbco-YFFtRQ/s1600/IMG_4042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TAQXCuPlZlI/AAAAAAAABLA/Dbco-YFFtRQ/s200/IMG_4042.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;People started to arrive and we were getting excited.&amp;nbsp; Pastor Ben, opened up with a prayer and we began to share. God always touches the hearts of the people and I often wonder what do people see.&amp;nbsp; Everyone was attentive and very receptive. As Nick shared Christ and our mission with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful part of it all is that when we were done talking, Pastor Ben, asked the kids to get around us to pray for us and then the parents got around them and other members got around them we were all touching each other.&amp;nbsp; They prayed for us and loved on us.&amp;nbsp; As they finished their prayer, they sang "It Is Well With My Soul." Nick and I were amazed by the love we were given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnold, Monica's dad &amp;amp; the gentleman that had given me the CDs earlier, came to us and said that on Sunday, his group would be performing in Gaffney, SC. and was wondering if we would like to come.&amp;nbsp; We said, "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TAQaLrEkKWI/AAAAAAAABLI/IHBR4SLpL_s/s1600/IMG_4048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TAQaLrEkKWI/AAAAAAAABLI/IHBR4SLpL_s/s200/IMG_4048.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As we were finishing we were invited to go in the fellowship building and they had pizza, soda and munchies.... and we did not know but Monica ordered a cake and had them write &lt;i&gt;"3,300 miles for Christ" &lt;/i&gt;on it&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time! It was like a wedding feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is soooo good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-4043582966584646377?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4043582966584646377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=4043582966584646377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4043582966584646377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4043582966584646377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-cell-phone-access.html' title='No Cell Phone Access....'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/TAQWDRRYkBI/AAAAAAAABKw/olTlVnGniYQ/s72-c/IMG_4033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-6895095578229525241</id><published>2010-05-24T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T04:26:08.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linked through God's Love</title><content type='html'>Since we left Georgia, I have not been able to be near Nick.&amp;nbsp; The roads have been narrow and there are no shoulders. So basically, we find a place for me to park the RV and then Nick goes ahead. As soon as he finds a place suitable for me to park he calls me to come and get him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May 15 we had an article on the local &lt;a href="http://www.independentmail.com/news/2010/may/14/california-man-walks-across-country-carrying-bibli/"&gt;news paper&lt;/a&gt; in Anderson&amp;nbsp; and from there on, several people have stopped on the side of the road to talk to Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S_mf6Gq62FI/AAAAAAAABJ0/aiN1ksR0dCE/s1600/Eric,+Robert+%26+Nick.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S_mf6Gq62FI/AAAAAAAABJ0/aiN1ksR0dCE/s200/Eric,+Robert+%26+Nick.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, this past week has been the most wonderful week in the month of May. Nick was walking near the town of Belton, SC.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nick called me and asked me to come by the Neal Creek Baptist Church, because they had a big parking lot. I drove over and there he was in the street corner waiting for me.&amp;nbsp; As I pulled over, and parked the RV in the church parking lot, a van pulled in and Eric &amp;amp; Robert started to talk to Nick. These guys were on their way to do a job replacing carpets and they saw a "little guy blessing the traffic," so they had to stopped and see what was going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they left, Nick said "Lets go into the church office.&amp;nbsp; I though we were going in to ask for permission to spend the afternoon there; when Nick said, "Patti is going to interview us for the local paper." Well, little did I know! Nick had been talking with several people from the area and now we were having another interview another paper! Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met &lt;a href="http://newgenerationworship.org/patti.htm"&gt;Patti &lt;/a&gt;and we began the interview.&amp;nbsp; After about hour and a half of sharing stories and information, we finally asked her if we could spend part of the afternoon in the parking lot, until evening, when Nick was going to walk again.&amp;nbsp; She said, "It'ss OK. You can stay all night if you want to."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We went back to the RV and tried to take a nap; it was very humid and hot.&amp;nbsp; So after an hour or so, we heard a knocking and tapping on our door.&amp;nbsp; It was Patti, Scott &lt;i&gt;(her husband)&lt;/i&gt; and her mom, Jean. Jean had read the Article in&lt;i&gt; "The Independent,"&lt;/i&gt;and she wanted to meet us.&amp;nbsp; So we invited them into our cabin on the road and spent a very nice hour or so just talking and laughing.&amp;nbsp; Patti also mentioned, that she had talked to her pastor and asked us if it would come to her church on Wednesday night and do our Zacchaeus presentation. We were delighted to say, "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were really excited. That night Nick walked another 3 miles or so, into the city of&amp;nbsp; Belton.&amp;nbsp; The next morning we did our routine and by noon we were on our way to Patti's church. (&lt;a href="http://newgenerationworship.org/Index.htm"&gt;New Generation Worship Plaza&lt;/a&gt;) The people there were soooo gracious. Actually the pastor, told his people to give us all of their information &lt;i&gt;(name, address, phone number) &lt;/i&gt;in case we had trouble on the road, they would come and help us out! He said, "Wherever you are we will come and help you.)&amp;nbsp; We were in total awe!&amp;nbsp; This is the first time something like this ever happened to us.&amp;nbsp; God's power was moving in the church and in our hearts. They took up a love offering and included their contact information. Wow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patti is sooo talented! She is an author, a singer, speaker plus she had worked in the radio industry for several years.&amp;nbsp; I guess they hired her when she was 3 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S_mkBtpq1PI/AAAAAAAABKE/0eLCl1PdVX4/s1600/Patti,+Carl+n+Scott.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S_mkBtpq1PI/AAAAAAAABKE/0eLCl1PdVX4/s200/Patti,+Carl+n+Scott.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She told us that on Thursday night, her family and other musicians would be performing in Honea Path &lt;i&gt;(Honey-ah Path)&lt;/i&gt; at a street out reach.&amp;nbsp; So we made it a point to go. Wow!&amp;nbsp; They are soooo talented.&amp;nbsp; Nick and I really loved listening to them and praising God on main street USA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were blessed beyond compare.&amp;nbsp; That night, Patti gave me the name of a person we needed to contact as soon as we got to the outskirts of Laurens, SC. There was a possibility of another article!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S_moMtK9k6I/AAAAAAAABKU/GVWZtC9RV6k/s1600/Judith+n+Nick.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S_moMtK9k6I/AAAAAAAABKU/GVWZtC9RV6k/s200/Judith+n+Nick.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So Friday afternoon, Nick called me and said he was getting close to Laurens, and he said to go ahead of him and find a place to park. I parked right outside of the&lt;a href="http://www.laurens55.k12.sc.us/lms/site/default.asp"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Laurens Middle School.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; As Nick was approaching the RV, the principal Dr. Harris, came over and talked with him.&amp;nbsp; He had seen &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Christ" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;written on our RV and wanted to know what we were up to. As Nick was talking with the principal, I got on the phone, to contact Ms. Judith Brown.&amp;nbsp; She is the reporter for&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.laurenscountyadvertiser.net/"&gt;The Laurens County Advertiser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and, yes, she was interested in running a piece on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S_mn5M64MJI/AAAAAAAABKM/l23l246y3vQ/s1600/Nick+n+Dr.+Harris.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S_mn5M64MJI/AAAAAAAABKM/l23l246y3vQ/s200/Nick+n+Dr.+Harris.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick got in the RV, and was getting on his civilian clothes and I was on the phone with Judith, when someone was knocking at our door.&amp;nbsp; It was Dr. Harris, I opened the door and he wanted to see if we would be open to come in the school and have lunch with the kids.&amp;nbsp; As it is our custom, we said, "Yes!"&amp;nbsp; I asked Judith if she would like to join us for lunch at the middle school and she agreed. We all went in and had a good time.&amp;nbsp; While Judith was taking notes, listening and trying to eat all at the same time, &lt;i&gt;(she has 6 kids so she is good at multitasking!) &lt;/i&gt;some of the kids were looking at us wondering, "Who are they and what are they doing here?" However, since we were sitting with the principal, no one dare to say anything out loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judith spend between one and a half to two hours with us and later that afternoon we met with her again at a local coffee shop. This has been a week full of wonderful blessings making new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see what God does this week...... keep your ears and eyes open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-6895095578229525241?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/6895095578229525241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=6895095578229525241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/6895095578229525241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/6895095578229525241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/05/linked-through-gods-love.html' title='Linked through God&apos;s Love'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S_mf6Gq62FI/AAAAAAAABJ0/aiN1ksR0dCE/s72-c/Eric,+Robert+%26+Nick.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-1334097626678333463</id><published>2010-05-06T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:08:48.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision - Psalm 144:13</title><content type='html'>A couple days ago, we looked at our ministry bank account and we only had $57.00.&amp;nbsp; We have gone 1400 miles of our 3,300 mile journey and as I looked back to the bank account I said to God, "What are we going to do we still have 1900 miles to go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first instinct was to grab my phone and send a text message to our goddaughter to see if she could go check our mail box for donations.&amp;nbsp; As I grabbed the phone I sensed in my spirit a voice that said, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Are you believing what you see or you are going to believe in My provision?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I thought to myself, "What? But there is only $57.00 in the account." So the voice said again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Are you believing what you see  or you are going to believe in My provision?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Nick and I did not talk about it but we both had the same feeling.&amp;nbsp; We both wanted to call Jess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What were we going to do?&amp;nbsp; We knew we had couple checks out there and we did not want to bounce anything. Nick asked me to transfer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; $70.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;from our savings to the &lt;b&gt;BOC&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(Breath of Christ Ministrie&lt;/i&gt;s) account. We know we're do not supposed to do this, but we thought it was an emergency and BOC could take it as a loan. So, I made the transfer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The next day, we walked to McDonough, GA.&amp;nbsp; In the middle of the day we took an afternoon break to stay away from the heat.&amp;nbsp; As I was taking a nap, Nick's voice woke me up.&amp;nbsp; He was talking with a Pastor from the &lt;a href="http://www.fbcmcdonough.com/"&gt;First Baptist Church of Mc Donough&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Pastor Tom, took us in the church office to meet Senior Pastor Charles.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S-NfBsfEiCI/AAAAAAAABHU/5ySyKjhxqvg/s1600/fish+n+bread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S-NfBsfEiCI/AAAAAAAABHU/5ySyKjhxqvg/s200/fish+n+bread.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;As we talk to them, Pastor Charles invited us to come back on Wednesday night, and do the presentation of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zacchaeus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. We were sooo excited! God was providing for us....&lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;nbsp; That night after the presentation, we checked our email and we heard from Jess who said that we had received donations totaling over $700! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We were sooo amazed because God had kept his promise to us and had provided the means for us to buy ink for the printer, pay our phone bills &amp;amp; gasoline for the RV. God 's timing is perfect.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday night came and God met our needs once again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The next day Nick was walking towards Covington, GA. We have not had much shoulder on the road, so what we have been doing is: Nick goes ahead of me and as soon as we finds a place for me to park, he calls me and I drive over.&amp;nbsp; He found a place by a Waffle House and when I got there, he was talking to a guy. His name was Matt. Well as they both approached the RV, we found out he is the pastor of&lt;a href="http://www.greaterlovechurch.org/"&gt; Greater Love Church&lt;/a&gt;, and they invited us to come over and do the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zacchaeus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; presentation in his church Sunday night. Once again, God provided for our expenses and a wonderful time of fellowship.&amp;nbsp; I love when God ministers to people through the presentation. It is good to see how His Spirit moves in the hearts of His children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;As we go in this journey, we want to be obedient and to trust in God. We know that He will take care of us in every area of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Well, last night, we stopped at the Trinity Baptist Church of Athens, for midweek service. Pastor Jim was very nice and he let us park at the church for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;After service, we went to the RV, turned the water heater on, expecting to have a wonderful shower.&amp;nbsp; Well as I got in the shower and we had no water!&amp;nbsp; Nick went out and we found out our water was all over the parking lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S-NnYzW6ZII/AAAAAAAABHc/SJKBd6HHEcQ/s1600/Shower+Head+Cartoon.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S-NnYzW6ZII/AAAAAAAABHc/SJKBd6HHEcQ/s200/Shower+Head+Cartoon.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;When I went to get my towel, I noticed that we had water on our bedroom carpet. Nick got our little wet-vac and started to suck up the water.&amp;nbsp; As we were working on it.&amp;nbsp; Pastor Jim came over to check on us and he and his wife invited us into their home so we could take a shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We were very thankful as it had been very hot and humid all day. I am glad I am a child of God because He even cares about providing a shower for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning, Nick called the RV service center to see if they could take us in. A gentleman by the name of Dave said we could bring it in right away and they would take a look at it! We drove about twenty miles to Auburn, GA and &lt;a href="http://www.apalacheerv.com/"&gt;Apalachee, RV&lt;/a&gt; took us right in.&amp;nbsp; The problem was that one of our hoses got loose and about one hundred of our DVD's&lt;i&gt; (in the basement of the RV)&lt;/i&gt; got wet. The good news was that the water pump worked fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also fixed one of our turn signals as well as hose from the refrigerator that was clogged up. The total cost... $1.75!!! ....and a gentleman named Tracey paid for that!!&amp;nbsp; They were soo gracious and in a little over an hour we were ready to go.&amp;nbsp; We praise God because our &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;barns are always filled with every kind of provision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; God never leaves us nor forsakes us. We are grateful that God is merciful and faithful. We serve a great God. My Father is a Righteous Father&lt;i&gt;....and....He loves us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-1334097626678333463?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1334097626678333463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=1334097626678333463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1334097626678333463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1334097626678333463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-barns-will-be-filled-with-every.html' title='Our barns will be filled with every kind of provision - Psalm 144:13'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S-NfBsfEiCI/AAAAAAAABHU/5ySyKjhxqvg/s72-c/fish+n+bread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-4593468934352159122</id><published>2010-05-06T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T17:05:43.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, love and more love.</title><content type='html'>You never know where you are in someone else's life and heart.&amp;nbsp; Early last April, we had a wonderful serendipity from Brian.&amp;nbsp; He drove all the way from Baton Rouge, LA (500 miles) to meet us for the first time. We had a wonderful time, talking about God and sharing stories of God blessings in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later we found ourselves in Fort Valley, GA. Visiting Pastor Steve Sandoval and his congregation at &lt;a href="http://www.ccheartland.org/index.da"&gt;Calvary Chapel Heartland&lt;/a&gt;. That same Sunday we met with Roger and Debbie Tiffany.&amp;nbsp; They also drove about 500 miles from Daytona, FL to Fort Valley.&amp;nbsp; We had met them on our first journey in 2001 &lt;i&gt;(from St. Augustine, FL to Garden Grove, CA). &lt;/i&gt;On that particular day they drove all over the place looking for us, to deliver 40 bottles of water, God had told them we needed.&amp;nbsp; As a tradition, this time too, they brought us a case of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple weeks went by and our friends Bob and Nancy Wallace, were traveling over the Chicago area and they called to meet with us. We were just north of Roberta, GA, were we met and actually Bob walked with Nick about 8 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, we met with Ralph and Cindy.&amp;nbsp; We originally met them at &lt;a href="http://www.ihop.org/"&gt;IHOP&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;i&gt;International House of Prayer&lt;/i&gt;) about 4 years ago.&amp;nbsp; They live near Lawrence, GA; but we met them in Winder, GA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times life get lonely on this side of the world, but now we feel  recharged. We have been soo blessed with the greatest gift people can give you, TIME!&amp;nbsp; I know most of you are behind the scenes praying for us and sending us waves of love and for that I am most grateful. Your time in prayer matters to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;I always thank God for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Corinthians+1:4&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;1  Corinthians 1:4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-4593468934352159122?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4593468934352159122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=4593468934352159122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4593468934352159122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4593468934352159122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-love-and-more-love.html' title='Love, love and more love.'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-5672319299580900687</id><published>2010-04-13T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T18:26:23.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I working?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;I think I trust God and I do know that He is always taking care of us.&amp;nbsp; We have lacked for nothing, but when it comes to the road, my heart and my stomach start to acting up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S8UI0X-RY0I/AAAAAAAABBc/mVsPC24u0l0/s1600/no+sholder.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S8UI0X-RY0I/AAAAAAAABBc/mVsPC24u0l0/s200/no+sholder.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;This past week has been a bit challenging, actually, I believe everything started when we left Montgomery, AL. The road which Nick has been walking on turned to a two lane Highway and we had not much shoulder, it drops off.&amp;nbsp; Even though God always provides what we need, some times I feel a little bit apprehensive about not knowing where my next stop is going to be, and if I am going to have enough room to park the RV or what's going to happen if Nick needs me and I cannot park.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;So Nick has been scouting the road and when he finds a good place for me, he calls me and says,&lt;i&gt; "Lucy, about quarter of a mile from where I am, I see a steeple of a church on your side of the road, so come on over, go ahead of me.&amp;nbsp; I will meet you there." &lt;/i&gt;and that's what I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;While I await his call, I have been copying the book of John in my note book. It is very interesting the things I have been learning as I pay more attention to the written Word. It is fascinating, how God shows us new things in the stories we though we knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;Last Thursday, we got a call from our friend Brian, he said that he was on his way over to visit us from Baton Rouge.&amp;nbsp; We decided to have a short day, because we had to drive about 30 miles to Phenix City, AL.&amp;nbsp; This was the first time we met Brian in person and we had a very pleasant time. Friday, early in the morning we drove back to where we had stopped the night before and continue to walk again. We completed 13.2 miles that day.&amp;nbsp; Then we drove back to meet our friend once more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;Friday we had a very good time and Brian brought his laptop in the RV and we were able to watch the Awakening that is happening at &lt;a href="http://www.ihop.org/"&gt;IHOP.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;When Saturday morning came we did the same thing, as the day before and drove back to where we stopped for the day. Nick began his walk, however, this day we had a short day, (only 5.9 miles), so we drove the rest of the way to Phenix City, and we met with Brian for lunch and we bid him goodbye. We drove to the&amp;nbsp; RV Park, to do our weekly routine, (laundry, empty tanks, fill up tanks, etc).&amp;nbsp; which was on the other side of the river, in Columbus, GA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;When we got to the campground I thought, I am going to ask Nick if we can just continue our journey, on this side of the river instead of going back to that two lane road, it makes me nervous!&amp;nbsp; If we stay here, we can relax for 2 days and we do not to have to worry about anything.&amp;nbsp; -- So when I approached the front desk, the man asked me, "How many night are you staying?" and I heard myself saying One...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;You see, the week before as Nick was walking, I was copying the book of John in my notebook and on chapter 4:17 reads: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus said to them, "My Father &lt;b&gt;is always at his work &lt;/b&gt;to this very day, and &lt;b&gt;I,&lt;/b&gt; too, &lt;b&gt;am working&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;." &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;As I read those words, I thought; Nick is working for God.&amp;nbsp; This walk is not just an adventure or a pleasure journey, or a trip to see how God manifest in our lives.&amp;nbsp; So I kept those words in my heart, and we stayed at the park for one night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S8UMqSzwOlI/AAAAAAAABBk/CfwhSI0-pT0/s1600/Bobby,+Virginia+n+Nick.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S8UMqSzwOlI/AAAAAAAABBk/CfwhSI0-pT0/s200/Bobby,+Virginia+n+Nick.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;Sunday, we went to a local church in Columbus, GA and had the pleasure to meet a wonderful couple, Bobby and Virginia.&amp;nbsp; They were a delight. When our time with them came to a close,&amp;nbsp; we drove back to the other side of the river, back to Phenix City, AL.&amp;nbsp; We drove to Walmart for the night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;As Monday morning came, wee did our routine and we drove back to where we had stopped the Saturday before to begin our day. I was a bit apprehensive, but I did not say a word.&amp;nbsp; I kissed my husband goodbye and he began his walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;It was about 11:00 o'clock and I got a call from Nick, he said: &lt;i&gt;"Come and meet me at the Piggy Wiggly store, a man by the name of Bob is going to meet you there, he is driving a white van and is wearing a yellow shirt.&amp;nbsp; He is going take a look at our computers and I will be there shortly.&lt;/i&gt;"&amp;nbsp; Well, to make the long story short....Bob worked on our computers and in a matter of three hours, they were working good. His wife called the local television station and they did a short story on Nick.&amp;nbsp; We were blessed beyond our imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;I was so glad that I did not ask Nick to start this week over the other side of the river. We would have missed the blessings of God.&amp;nbsp; I trusted God's word that Nick is working for Him, as Jesus is working in our lives and God is working in our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16461"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; Trust in the LORD with all your heart &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and lean not on your own understanding;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16462"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; in all your ways acknowledge him, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and he will make your paths straight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Thank you Lord for Your love and insight.&amp;nbsp; Thank You for working in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-5672319299580900687?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5672319299580900687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=5672319299580900687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5672319299580900687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5672319299580900687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-i-working.html' title='Am I working?'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S8UI0X-RY0I/AAAAAAAABBc/mVsPC24u0l0/s72-c/no+sholder.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-1836988664162776159</id><published>2010-04-03T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:16:14.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The luxury of traveling.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S7fj4uSJ4NI/AAAAAAAABA8/BuisS84pPwA/s1600/IMG_3083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S7fj4uSJ4NI/AAAAAAAABA8/BuisS84pPwA/s200/IMG_3083.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Many people wonder how we do things as we travel in this castle-mobile..... well..... there is nothing like an RV to test your relationships.....&amp;nbsp; space is very narrow....not much room to manuver... I really do not know how tall people can live in one of these.&amp;nbsp; Whether it was the 1977 "Yellow Submarine" or our&amp;nbsp; 1994 Winnebago.... RVs start to close in as time goes by.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S7fjB6yJiII/AAAAAAAABAs/WUZiKNFVLWk/s1600/clean+nick.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S7fjB6yJiII/AAAAAAAABAs/WUZiKNFVLWk/s200/clean+nick.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you get mad at your spouse and you are living in an apartment or in a house, you can always walk away, go to the next room or go outside... here if we get mad....even when we go to the bathroom... we know that sooner or later we have to come out... and deal with "it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are 4 feet tall, things are not easy to reach, so I have my handy dandy step stool and even then...Nick has to reach for things for me... and when he is not here.... I have to be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some things stay the same....we have to iron stuff, we have to empty the tanks, and fill the tanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(the gray and black water)&lt;/i&gt; every weekend. We have to get our clothes ready for church and do the laundry.&amp;nbsp; Sweep and clean the floor.&amp;nbsp; Do the dishes......and the list goes on and on. I am sure you can relate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are the chores are never done.....ahhhh the luxury of traveling......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S7fjZCWH5FI/AAAAAAAABA0/SQRBEtCWJEY/s1600/clean+lucy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S7fjZCWH5FI/AAAAAAAABA0/SQRBEtCWJEY/s200/clean+lucy.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let us not forget about our wonderful showers......yes,&amp;nbsp; I will give you an insight no one has ever seen before sooooo brace yourself.... yep.... Nick calls it a vision of loveliness, however, I said, he needs his glasses.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we do not have a luxury, we have a life of blessings, we have a roof over our head, food on the table,&amp;nbsp; clothes on our back and your prayers lifting us up.&amp;nbsp; You might not tell by looking at the pictures, but we are blessed and highly favored by God our Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-1836988664162776159?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1836988664162776159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=1836988664162776159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1836988664162776159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1836988664162776159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/04/luxury-of-traveling.html' title='The luxury of traveling.....'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S7fj4uSJ4NI/AAAAAAAABA8/BuisS84pPwA/s72-c/IMG_3083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-1209871569727046106</id><published>2010-03-20T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:55:31.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Translation by the Spirit of God</title><content type='html'>As Nick was walking on the road, I was pondering about God.&amp;nbsp; I remember, when God appeared to Moses and asked Moses to go talk to Pharaoh,&amp;nbsp; Moses asked God.&amp;nbsp; "Indeed, when I come to the children of Israel and say to them, 'The God of our fathers has sent me to you,' and they say to me, 'What is His name?' what shall I say to them?" &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Thus you shall say&amp;nbsp;to the children of Israel, "I AM WHO I AM." &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And He said, "Thus you shall say&amp;nbsp;to the children of Israel,&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; 'I AM &lt;/span&gt;has sent me to you.'" (Ex 3:13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I tried to understand God's name; so I said to myself.&amp;nbsp; I AM Who I AM. Hmmm!&amp;nbsp; Even in Spanish I could not get it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Yo Soy El Que Soy"&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hmmmm, o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;nce again, it did not make any sense in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; "I AM WHO I AM" -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What does that mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So I said to God:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This does not make any sense in my head, how do I translate that?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;He said to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6TUTC_SX7I/AAAAAAAAA_g/FOeWfn-_hxY/s1600-h/Names+of+God.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6TUTC_SX7I/AAAAAAAAA_g/FOeWfn-_hxY/s200/Names+of+God.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"You do not translate it in your head.&amp;nbsp; You translate my name in your time of need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I AM your Peace,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I AM your Shield of Protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I AM your Provider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I AM your Rock,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I AM the One Who Heals you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I AM your Good Shepherd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I AM your friend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I AM the One Who Loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"So whatever your need is.... I supply it....That's who I AM" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;In Isaiah 41:13 we read.&amp;nbsp;- "For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, do not fear I will help you."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wow!&amp;nbsp; What an incredible God we serve.&amp;nbsp; Amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-1209871569727046106?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1209871569727046106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=1209871569727046106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1209871569727046106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1209871569727046106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/03/translation-by-spirit-of-god.html' title='Translation by the Spirit of God'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6TUTC_SX7I/AAAAAAAAA_g/FOeWfn-_hxY/s72-c/Names+of+God.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-7207926648958511364</id><published>2010-03-13T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T16:39:52.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is always there!</title><content type='html'>We have not walked for the last 2 days.&amp;nbsp; Rain, rain and more rain.&amp;nbsp; So this morning when Nick walked me up.&amp;nbsp; He was sooo excited and ready to go, because according to the weather man today supposed to be cloudy and lots of sunshine by the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5wtjw8WDqI/AAAAAAAAA9s/3ftp86EH_Vg/s1600-h/Morning+fog.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5wtjw8WDqI/AAAAAAAAA9s/3ftp86EH_Vg/s200/Morning+fog.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, we got ready and drove back to the point where we had stopped two days before.&amp;nbsp; To our surprise there was a very heavy fog in the horizon.&amp;nbsp; Nick got ready, put his outfit on and he said, "see you later, honey."&amp;nbsp; As he took off I went to the drivers side of the RV and I sat there,&amp;nbsp; I marked down the time he left and the mileage on the speedometer as I do every day at the beginning of our day and after each meal break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, I did not feel any anxiety of Nick walking in the fog.&amp;nbsp; I thought to myself.&amp;nbsp; I am just going to stay put, until he calls me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well about 45 minutes later (which equals about 2 miles +) he called and said:&amp;nbsp; I need a little break. I  had my blinker lights on and my head lights on, I looked around to make sure I did not have any traffic coming behind me, (I could not see but maybe 10 feet ahead of me and 10 feet behind me) The road was clear, so I made my move and&amp;nbsp; I drove ahead looking for Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to figure out how far he may have gone and I started to look for him.&amp;nbsp; All of the sudden I saw this figure on my side of the road, (on the shoulder) waving at me.&amp;nbsp; I slowly moved to the shoulder, parked the RV, stoped the engine and I waked to the back to I opened the door for Nick&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5wt24fQNQI/AAAAAAAAA90/GLLglQeqDy0/s1600-h/IMG_3799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5wt24fQNQI/AAAAAAAAA90/GLLglQeqDy0/s200/IMG_3799.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, less than 10 minutes and he was ready to go again.&amp;nbsp; He got his outfit on, put his bag of goods on, grabbed his staff and out the door he goes.&amp;nbsp; The fog was still heavy and once again I decided stay where I was until I got Nick's call.&amp;nbsp; As I was trying to get the news on the radio, I decided to walk to the kitchen counter area and I began to peel some oranges for Nick's next break.&amp;nbsp; Then I remembered that a while back I had began to copy from my Bible the book of John in my note pad and I had not completed it.&amp;nbsp; So I turned the radio off, grabbed my note book, my bible and my pen and I continue to write where I had left of on chapter 3.&amp;nbsp; ...did I mentioned the fog was very thick? .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was writing, I had been thanking God for all of His blessings and His protection He has been sooo good to us.&amp;nbsp; Well, five minutes had gone by and I looked out the window and to my amazement, the fog had lifted up could see down the road so clearly, it was nice and clear.&amp;nbsp; Tears began to stream down my cheeks as I thanked God once again.&amp;nbsp; It was like magic I thought.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5wusG5rNGI/AAAAAAAAA98/KZgBekscv5w/s1600-h/IMG_3793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5wusG5rNGI/AAAAAAAAA98/KZgBekscv5w/s200/IMG_3793.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we walk in life we sometimes get blinded by the fog.... but as soon as we focus on the Word of God , everything becomes clear.&amp;nbsp; God is always in the little details of our life as well as the big events of our life.&amp;nbsp; Isn't God good?&amp;nbsp; All the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-7207926648958511364?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/7207926648958511364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=7207926648958511364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/7207926648958511364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/7207926648958511364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/03/he-is-always-there.html' title='He is always there!'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5wtjw8WDqI/AAAAAAAAA9s/3ftp86EH_Vg/s72-c/Morning+fog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-1679642999938668790</id><published>2010-03-10T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T12:07:13.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As We Walk In Life</title><content type='html'>You never know what road you will be traveling as you walk in life and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5fxC_knnGI/AAAAAAAAA9M/jjHJceDCUhw/s1600-h/IMG_3780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5fxC_knnGI/AAAAAAAAA9M/jjHJceDCUhw/s200/IMG_3780.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some time last week as I was sitting on the drivers side of the RV, I was pondering on all the miles that Nick has walked, I also was thinking about his faithfulness and his obedience to God. Every morning, he wakes up,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ready for another adventure with God. Blessing the oncoming traffic as he walks along the road.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5fxSxVipNI/AAAAAAAAA9c/VaXxmB0_f_Q/s1600-h/IMG_3779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5fxSxVipNI/AAAAAAAAA9c/VaXxmB0_f_Q/s200/IMG_3779.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was very impressed with Nick as he has his very own and unique way of loving God.&amp;nbsp; Then, as I was pondering, I said to God. "Does what we do really matter?&amp;nbsp; What difference are we making?&amp;nbsp; People are feeding and helping countries in distressed places like Haiti and Chile.&amp;nbsp; People at &lt;a href="http://www.ihop.org/"&gt;IHOP&lt;/a&gt; in Kansas City have been praying and worshiping You for 10 years non-stop, dedicating their lives to worship you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5fxQ1WTY7I/AAAAAAAAA9U/zegMZEnSb6Y/s1600-h/IMG_3781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5fxQ1WTY7I/AAAAAAAAA9U/zegMZEnSb6Y/s200/IMG_3781.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here we are on route 84, going east, step by step, mile by mile.&amp;nbsp; What are we contributing to Your Kingdom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I looked back to Nick there was a black dog, walking along side of him as if Nick was his master.&amp;nbsp; I drove to where they were. Nick crossed the 4 lanes of traffic for a meal break and so did his faithful friend.&amp;nbsp; As "Dri" was sitting by Nick, we tried to give her some water and a Fig Newton....she did not care for Fig Newtons mind you. &lt;i&gt;(I did not think about giving her a piece of lunch meat... oh, well!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5fyCDYdw8I/AAAAAAAAA9k/LBSxNklnQ4M/s1600-h/IMG_3784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5fyCDYdw8I/AAAAAAAAA9k/LBSxNklnQ4M/s200/IMG_3784.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nick decided to check on her collar to see if there was a phone number... and "Eureka!"&amp;nbsp; We have contact, Mississippi!&amp;nbsp; We called the number and I told the person on the other end of the phone that we had found "Dri".&amp;nbsp; I told him that our RV was parked on the side of the road and that we would wait for him to come and get her.&amp;nbsp; About 7 minutes went by when a pick up truck parked behind us.&amp;nbsp; Two middle age men came out of it, and one of them said "Come on, Pete, get in the truck"....Pete?&amp;nbsp; The collar said "Dri" and it was a female dog.&amp;nbsp; Well, I guess to each their own. Nothing is ever as it seems, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shook hands, they thanked us and we parted ways, Nick got back into his biblical attire and hit the road once again.&amp;nbsp; Well, God does work in mysterious ways.&amp;nbsp; I guess we were at the right place at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick took off once again and I began to do some cleaning up in the RV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5anEF-v_HI/AAAAAAAAA7c/mZ0JzxSvF3I/s1600-h/Groceries.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5anEF-v_HI/AAAAAAAAA7c/mZ0JzxSvF3I/s320/Groceries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of the sudden I heard a knock on the door and as I looked out the back window, I saw a big red pick up&amp;nbsp; truck behind us. I went to the door and right in front of me there was a young woman, with tears streaming down her cheeks. She said: " I just had to do this. I&amp;nbsp; had to do this. God told me to do it."&amp;nbsp; Then she handed me 2 magazines and a bag&amp;nbsp; full of groceries.&amp;nbsp; She told me her name was Allison.&amp;nbsp; I thanked her for the gifts and I asked her if I could pray for her. She said, "Yes."&amp;nbsp; As we were praying I could feel the presence of a third person approaching the RV.&lt;i&gt; ( I thought it was a police officer....)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we finished our prayer,&amp;nbsp; I looked outside and toward the back of the RV, between the red pick up and the RV, there was another lady standing there checking us out. Alison said, "She's my mother-in-law," and continued, "I raided her pantry and I told her that I needed to bring the groceries to you."&amp;nbsp; Allison, had seen Nick walking down the road that day, and God touched her heart. Her mother-in-law waved at us.&amp;nbsp; I believe she was concerned for Allison's safety, so she follow her to make sure she was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel God saying to me: "Pray for people as you go on these highways, pray for the people who are supporting you and praying for you. I will take care of the results.&amp;nbsp; I will move the hearts of my people,&amp;nbsp; you just be obedient to the task. Like Noah, just be obedient".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that no one understood the building of the ark. I am sure Noah wondered if what he was doing made any sense. He had his questions too, but obedience contributes to the Kingdom. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Samuel+15%3A22&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Scripture&lt;/a&gt; tells us that obedience is more important than sacrifice. Listen to God, do what He asks &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to do...be obedient as best you can and... then leave the results to Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-1679642999938668790?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1679642999938668790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=1679642999938668790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1679642999938668790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1679642999938668790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-we-walk-in-life.html' title='As We Walk In Life'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S5fxC_knnGI/AAAAAAAAA9M/jjHJceDCUhw/s72-c/IMG_3780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-2749364187558943456</id><published>2010-02-12T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:26:56.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the One Who First Loved Us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S3V634GSw6I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/RCjV5TWtrcE/s1600-h/Alone+in+Texas+long+road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S3V634GSw6I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/RCjV5TWtrcE/s200/Alone+in+Texas+long+road.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During our previous journeys and on this one so far, God has been our shield of protection.&amp;nbsp; He keeps directing our path.&amp;nbsp; Most of the path have had lots of good shoulder, and that makes me very happy because I can park, on the side of the road and provide Nick with food, water and a place to rest for few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the weather has been cold or nasty with heavy rain and even snow.&amp;nbsp; God keeps directing us to safety, to a Wal-mart or a church parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that keeps coming up on this particular walk, is that we need to become knowledgeable of what God tells us in his Word.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The word tells us:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"For my thoughts are not your thoughts,  neither are your ways my ways,"  declares the LORD.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; "&amp;nbsp; (Isaiah 55:8)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes when we read Scripture, we do not understand and we get discouraged, however, if we ask the Holy Spirit of God to help us understand, He gives us that understanding.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Reading Scripture and being in touch with God, is like dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin to understand and know the person we are dating by our daily contact and communication with him or her.&amp;nbsp; It is the same with God, as we stay in touch with Him through His Word, we begin to learn more about His love for us, about His character, about His grace and our faith begins to increase.&amp;nbsp; Through Jesus Christ, God has taken the initiative in this relationship, do not let it go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S3WFM_lyyEI/AAAAAAAAA3g/CYwrnMTriqk/s1600-h/Jesus+risen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S3WFM_lyyEI/AAAAAAAAA3g/CYwrnMTriqk/s200/Jesus+risen.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have heard it say: &lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. (John 3:16, 17).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It is true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We also have hear that: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faith &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;comes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; (Romans 10:17)&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So my question to you and to myself is who and to what have we been listening to?&amp;nbsp; Lets begin together and start listening to the Word of God to increase our faith.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Even in Genesis, when Adam and Eve ate the fruit; they found out that they were naked, because they had eaten of the tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil.&amp;nbsp; When God came looking for them, He called,&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Where are you?"&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; Adam answered,&lt;/span&gt; "I heard you in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid.&lt;/span&gt;" And He said, &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Who told you that you were naked?"&lt;/span&gt; What voice have we been listening t&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;o.&amp;nbsp; It is time to change our radio station and learn more about the God who created us out of love.&amp;nbsp; It is not religion, it is a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-2749364187558943456?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/2749364187558943456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=2749364187558943456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/2749364187558943456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/2749364187558943456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-one-who-first-loved-us.html' title='Love the One Who First Loved Us.'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S3V634GSw6I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/RCjV5TWtrcE/s72-c/Alone+in+Texas+long+road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-1983519076222722290</id><published>2010-01-30T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T06:51:53.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely .... but ....not Alone!</title><content type='html'>As we have been doing these walks across America, each one has had its own personality and they have been very different from each other.&amp;nbsp; However, the one constant that I can see is that we get lonely some times.&amp;nbsp; As we walk and we move away from our friends and family, the distance grows bigger and bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this past week has been&amp;nbsp;seven days&amp;nbsp;of serendipities.&amp;nbsp; Even though I had to work on taxes and year-end stuff for &lt;a href="http://www.christwalk.us/"&gt;Breath of CHRIST Ministries&lt;/a&gt;, it was good to see our friend Lorri from California, and visit Joe Osteen's church &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lakewood.cc/Pages/index.aspx"&gt;(Lakewood Church)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; last Sunday.&amp;nbsp; The music renewed my spirit and the message really spoke to both of Nick &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday afternoon, our Goddaughter was in the Houston area and she took some time to visit with us. We had a fun time and we laughed a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Friday, we visited with our friend Ida Lou, who we met two years ago in Israel.&amp;nbsp; She prepared for us a very tasty lunch. We sat around the kitchen table and had a lovely time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing friends from home and&amp;nbsp;visiting in a friend's house&amp;nbsp;does not happened very often as we travel America,&amp;nbsp; but when it happens we are very grateful.&amp;nbsp; We know people care and it caresses our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though you may not be able to visit with us in person; your phone calls, emails and text messages do make a difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am so glad, I am a part of the family of God".......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-1983519076222722290?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/1983519076222722290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=1983519076222722290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1983519076222722290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/1983519076222722290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/01/lonely-but-not-alone.html' title='Lonely .... but ....not Alone!'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-5830881675198237713</id><published>2010-01-16T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:23:23.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As The Years Go By</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S1KFamhUkZI/AAAAAAAAAws/hbMble4DfMg/s1600-h/abrazo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S1KFamhUkZI/AAAAAAAAAws/hbMble4DfMg/s200/abrazo.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I thank the Lord for all these years of learning, growing, loving.&amp;nbsp; He is the one who gives us the understanding to be the best person we can be.&amp;nbsp; As Nick and I celebrate our 22nd wedding anniversary, I begin to understand that God has to be in the center of all of our relationships. Without God we let circumstances get in between of our relationships and misunderstandings increase instead of His love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A few things you may not know about our marriage is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;1.- When we got married, we were living in a tent trailer....looking back I believe that was our training for these journeys we have been doing for the last 9 years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;2.- When we got married we only had 5 people at our wedding including the Pastor and the two of us...the other 2 people where my uncle Hector and a friend of ours who was Nick's best man. They took us to a Mexican Restaurant to celebrate the occasion...that was our reception!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;3.- We did not have rings.&amp;nbsp; They came five years later, when I asked Nick what he wanted for his birthday, he said "I want us to have wedding rings."&amp;nbsp; So, we got them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S1KF36SCrMI/AAAAAAAAAw8/09DWOpBNpCo/s1600-h/sonrisas+nick+y+lucy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="119" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S1KF36SCrMI/AAAAAAAAAw8/09DWOpBNpCo/s200/sonrisas+nick+y+lucy.JPG" width="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;4.- We did not have a honeymoon...after the wedding.&amp;nbsp; After the ceremony and the lunch, Nick and I went to Target to look for couple of dress shirts for him because the following Monday, he was starting a new job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S1KFlKUPI6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/-oWcwSYcxbQ/s1600-h/ceremonia+nick+y+lucy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S1KFlKUPI6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/-oWcwSYcxbQ/s200/ceremonia+nick+y+lucy.JPG" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So, five years, after our wedding we got the rings.&amp;nbsp; When we celebrated 15 years of marriage, a friend of our send us to Hawaii to a writers conference, so Nick could start on his book from our first journey....so we decided to take that as our honeymoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Finally, two years ago as we celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary, I had the blessing to have our reception and the cake with my family in Mexico City.&amp;nbsp; My friend Pat, gave me her wedding dress and we had a marvelous time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I guess it does not matter how we do things as long as God is in it; we will be blessed. He delights in blessing His children.&amp;nbsp; I am sooo thankful to be married to Nick and to know that God holds us in the palm of His hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-5830881675198237713?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5830881675198237713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=5830881675198237713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5830881675198237713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5830881675198237713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-years-go-by.html' title='As The Years Go By'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S1KFamhUkZI/AAAAAAAAAws/hbMble4DfMg/s72-c/abrazo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-3236985003940845303</id><published>2009-12-22T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:46:38.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God speaks today....have you listened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SzFdNgLLEII/AAAAAAAAAuc/MGQiVDiBSJE/s1600-h/IMG_3504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="124" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SzFdNgLLEII/AAAAAAAAAuc/MGQiVDiBSJE/s200/IMG_3504.JPG" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the beginning of the month our friends Pat and Don invited us to go to a 3 day conference to go see and learn from Pastors &lt;a href="http://www.bjm.org/home.html"&gt;Bill Johnson&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.keithmillerministries.org/"&gt;Keith Miller&lt;/a&gt;, in the Dallas area. It was a very interesting and enlightening time. We were looking forward to the conference, because Bill Johnson is a man full of the Spirit of God. The weather had been so nice, 70 degrees and sunny, however, when we got to Dallas the weather made a very sudden change and it got sooooo cold it snowed on us,&amp;nbsp; for 2 days, brrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day during our stay in Dallas, my friend Pat handed me a bag with many items inside of it.&amp;nbsp; It had some correspondence, bills, a couple of CD's and a book called &lt;a href="http://www.lillisboyer.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Chronicles from His Garden"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Lillis Boyer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SzFhkxNEbDI/AAAAAAAAAus/7DdKL3pBU_o/s1600-h/IMG_3507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SzFhkxNEbDI/AAAAAAAAAus/7DdKL3pBU_o/s200/IMG_3507.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, few days ago I began to listen to one of her CD's; it was the one with instrumental music, my favorite, because this particular CD helps you focus on God. It places you at His feet to praise Him, to love on Him and to thank Him for all the blessings He gives us every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continued to listen, I picked up Lillis' book and began to read.&amp;nbsp; Several pages into it, I started to have some feelings, that I usually try to hide..... Wow, wow, wow!&amp;nbsp; Alert, Alert.... I am&amp;nbsp; feeling jealous by the experiences she was describing in her book.&amp;nbsp; The envy list lengthened....it came so rapidly and suddenly that I was having problem focusing on anything else but ME.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SzFlK0ol85I/AAAAAAAAAu8/yeDAwjjePzU/s1600-h/Nick%27s+best+side.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="112" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SzFlK0ol85I/AAAAAAAAAu8/yeDAwjjePzU/s200/Nick%27s+best+side.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lord... why don't I ever experience anything like that? She had all these wonderful experiences with God and gardens and waterfalls, amazing colors and heaven. How come other people see things and see the glorious part of the heavenly realm?... and on, and on, and on I went!&amp;nbsp; I was in the middle of this one sided conversation with God when my phone rang.... it was Nick; he called me because he needed a meal break....ooops!&amp;nbsp; I was so into my feelings that I forgot to go get Nick.&amp;nbsp; I immediately went to get my baby and I prepared him a snack. While he was taking his meal break, we talked a bit about my experience.&amp;nbsp; As soon as he got back on the road, I got on our computer to check on my &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/lucyah.dellavalle"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to access&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/lucyah.dellavalle"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; when I heard from inside me: "&lt;i&gt;twenty-nine, thirteen."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I looked around and out of my mouth came ... "What?" Again inside me I heard "&lt;i&gt;twenty-nine, thirteen." &lt;/i&gt;I thought, "Is this a date?"...no, we only have 12 months. "Is this a time?"... no, we only have 24 hours in the day.&amp;nbsp; Is this a lottery number... "&lt;i&gt;twenty-nine, thirteen."&lt;/i&gt;.... then inside me once again I heard..... "Deuteronomy 29:13". "Read, Deuteronomy 29:13!" When I read it, it seemed to be incomplete so I started to read on verse 12, which reads:&amp;nbsp;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-TNIV-5693" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-TNIV-5693" style="color: #660000;"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; You are standing here in order to enter into a covenant with the LORD your God, a covenant the LORD is making with you this day and sealing with an oath, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-TNIV-5694" style="color: #660000;"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; to confirm you this day as his people, that he may be your God as he promised you and as he swore to your fathers, Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooow!&amp;nbsp; God is speaking to me...... I could not believe it.&amp;nbsp; I was nervous; excited and I started to&amp;nbsp; cry as I felt as small as a flea....I could not believe that He, The God of the Universe, was speaking to me!&amp;nbsp; He listened to my complaint and&amp;nbsp; He answered my request.&amp;nbsp; So I got on the drivers side of the RV and quickly drove to get Nick.&amp;nbsp; As he came for his other meal break, I shared with him about what God had told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SzF7FOs_gKI/AAAAAAAAAvM/1AxFMBigoC8/s1600-h/IMG_3486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="136" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SzF7FOs_gKI/AAAAAAAAAvM/1AxFMBigoC8/s200/IMG_3486.JPG" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was telling him about the scripture, I placed both of us in the scripture and I mentioned that His promises were for&amp;nbsp; Nick and I.&amp;nbsp; He knew immediately what I was trying to do. So he said to me. "Lucy, that promise is for you. God is speaking to you. He is your God and you are His"&amp;nbsp; Well, when he left. I continued to read in Deuteronomy 29:12-15, in my Bible and to my own surprise....here is what God said to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-TNIV-5693"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; You are standing here in order to enter into a covenant with the LORD your God, a covenant the LORD is making with you this day and sealing with an oath, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-TNIV-5694"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; to confirm you this day as his people, that he may be your God as he promised you and as he swore to your fathers, Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-TNIV-5695"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; I am making this covenant, with its oath, &lt;b&gt;not only with you&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-TNIV-5696"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; who are standing here with us today in the presence of the LORD our God but also with those who are not here today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I felt in my heart that ALL the members of our family and our descendants have this promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;He is our GOD and we are His people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Open your heart today and listen to the still small voice of the Lord and see what He is saying to you.&amp;nbsp; Don't wait... He wants to bless you.&amp;nbsp; He loves you! He likes you! He delights in you! He is yours and you are His&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-3236985003940845303?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3236985003940845303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=3236985003940845303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/3236985003940845303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/3236985003940845303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/12/god-speaks-todayhave-you-listened.html' title='God speaks today....have you listened?'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SzFdNgLLEII/AAAAAAAAAuc/MGQiVDiBSJE/s72-c/IMG_3504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-7220276537953524343</id><published>2009-12-11T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:23:28.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMM GOOD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I love to see the hand of God in every area of my life.&amp;nbsp; Last week we had the opportunity to travel to Las Vegas to see family, check on Alex's health and also we were able to drive to California for couple speaking engagements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; God really moved in the hearts of the people and my heart gets full of joy as I see the the Spirit of God blessing His people. We heard that it was snowing in the San Bernardino mountains, and since we wanted to get ahead of the "bad" weather we drove back to Vegas on Tuesday to see the family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We arrived at the Comfort Inn and Frank, our son, called to let us know that we would be seeing them that evening.&amp;nbsp; Well, little did I know they (Chris and Frank) had planned on taking us out to dinner.&amp;nbsp; They blessed us by taking us to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Wolfgang Puck at the MGM casino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SyKi_xd05rI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Ty8WWKj3Z74/s1600-h/kabobs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SyKi_xd05rI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Ty8WWKj3Z74/s320/kabobs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SyKhVRnuiLI/AAAAAAAAAtI/s7UOB8J2xak/s1600-h/crab+cakes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SyKhVRnuiLI/AAAAAAAAAtI/s7UOB8J2xak/s320/crab+cakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Frank and Chris's friend Cody is the chef there and we were treated like royalty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt; For appetizers we had mini crab cakes, beef kabobs, a tray with a variety of deli meats and cheeses, potato chips with blue cheese dressing, and much more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;We also had Chilean Sea Bass that was superb and a beef dinner that was out of this world. The food just kept coming to us, it was sooo amazing!&amp;nbsp; For dessert we had a delicious pumpkin cheese cake with raspberry sauce and whipped cream as well as a marvelous chocolate souffle. I wish you could have been there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt; I don't think that King David, nor Solomon had such a wonderful and delightful spread. Really, we are blessed and highly favored.&amp;nbsp; I just need to thank Chris and Frank for loving on us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-7220276537953524343?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/7220276537953524343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=7220276537953524343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/7220276537953524343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/7220276537953524343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/12/mmmm-good.html' title='MMMM GOOD!!'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SyKi_xd05rI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Ty8WWKj3Z74/s72-c/kabobs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-910568532565576146</id><published>2009-11-23T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:13:36.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grass Is Greener On the Other Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwtM89U0ZWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/UWmTqwS_gQs/s1600/the+grass+is+greener.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwtM89U0ZWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/UWmTqwS_gQs/s200/the+grass+is+greener.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the society we live in, it seems that we are never happy with ourselves.&amp;nbsp; If we have curly hair, we want is straight. If we are short, we want to be tall. If we have brown hair, we color it blond, or red, or maybe purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard people say that the grass is always greener on the other side. Well, I can attest to that! A few days ago, Nick stopped for a meal break, and few minutes after he left the RV, a police officer stopped him about quarter of a mile across from where I was parked on the side of the road.&amp;nbsp; I grabbed my binoculars and I was trying to see what was going on.&amp;nbsp; All of the sudden I saw the officer with his head bowed. Nick was praying with and for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately started to talked to God about it.&amp;nbsp; I said to God, "It is wonderful the work that Nick is doing; he is being obedient to you and he gets to talk and pray with people...it is amazing how you move through him when we are on the road."&amp;nbsp; Of course right after that, I started to tell Him all the things that I was not doing. I said, "Lord, I am not walking, nor praying for people that much.&amp;nbsp; I have not prayed for an officer since we moved from Kansas to Oklahoma....and I am just here, doing house work on the road. Yes, I know that I am praying while Nick is walking...but Nick, is the face of the ministry, he does the dramas and is a very good speaker and writer and he has a great gift of communication."&amp;nbsp; And before I could say anything else, God spoke to my heart. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Lucy, before you go any further, let me tell you, that Nick, could not do this journey without you.&amp;nbsp; He needs you to support him, to take care of him, to pray for him and the people he is going to meet and not every one has your patience.&amp;nbsp; Besides, the RV is your prayer closet.&amp;nbsp; You talk to Me, you sing to Me and you worship Me. This is the place where we both meet every day.&amp;nbsp; You bring your petitions to Me and I listen and answer your prayers."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwtMQFI41RI/AAAAAAAAAsA/izaC50j_-64/s1600/IMG_1665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwtMQFI41RI/AAAAAAAAAsA/izaC50j_-64/s200/IMG_1665.JPG" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I totally&amp;nbsp; felt&amp;nbsp; like the Israelites,&amp;nbsp; I forgot!&amp;nbsp; For some reason, we usually do not see God and His hand working in us and through us, until after the fact. We...I guess I mean I... need to take time every day to count my blessings, no matter how small I think they are.&amp;nbsp; If it is a blessing, it is not small at all because God is in it. Wow! I do not know where I have been.&amp;nbsp; Sorry, Lord and thank you for waking me up!&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-910568532565576146?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/910568532565576146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=910568532565576146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/910568532565576146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/910568532565576146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/11/grass-is-greener-on-other-side.html' title='The Grass Is Greener On the Other Side'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwtM89U0ZWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/UWmTqwS_gQs/s72-c/the+grass+is+greener.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-8910765726146927691</id><published>2009-11-18T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:07:27.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIZlZFbcDI/AAAAAAAAApY/7WMMFvPcfeY/s1600/rollercoaster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="159" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIZlZFbcDI/AAAAAAAAApY/7WMMFvPcfeY/s320/rollercoaster.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It seems that for the last 10 months I have been on an emotional roller coaster. Last January, Nick broke his two front teeth....that was a hit of $3000 in debts....in February, Nick had a five day hospital visit due to dehydration and that was about $22+K for five days; since we do not have insurance, the hospitalization treatments and services just kept adding up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February we were blessed by good friends from California who  donated to &lt;a href="http://www.christwalk.us/"&gt;Breath of Christ Ministries&lt;/a&gt; a 1977 RV for our 3rd Walk Across America for Christ....well, our friends are good Christian people with wonderful hearts...what they did not know is that the RV was not as road worthy as they thought. We had an adventure of replacing the engine, the radiator, airbags, shocks, and more stuff than I care to remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIcwhS3sjI/AAAAAAAAApo/V5eP9m4oTtw/s1600/IMG_2834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIcwhS3sjI/AAAAAAAAApo/V5eP9m4oTtw/s200/IMG_2834.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our wonderful friend Bob Leavitt, made a point to help us with this RV and he got a new stove, he rebuilt a new bed for us and created office space for me to be able to do my work while on the road.&amp;nbsp; He also replace a sealing fan, the shower and put 3 mirrows in the RV so I would feel more at home.&amp;nbsp; He gave all of himself for us to be able to go on the road.&amp;nbsp; He gave his talent, his time, and cash out of his own pocket for us to keep walking for God.&amp;nbsp; This project took several months and still the RV was having problems.&amp;nbsp; I can hardly describe all of it. It would take another year to tell you all the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIiB-a_vEI/AAAAAAAAApw/Fr-6a8PcN_M/s1600/quicksand+debt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIiB-a_vEI/AAAAAAAAApw/Fr-6a8PcN_M/s320/quicksand+debt.jpg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the end of March, Nick and I found ourselves in a quicksand of debt, we were stuck $40,000!&amp;nbsp; It was not a pretty picture. We tried to figure out how to get out of it, because of all the repairs on the RV, plus the hospitalization and the dental was a combination of expenses we had not planned on. We did not know what to do, we were confused, stressed and overwhelmed. So, Nick said to God in a prayer....We do not know what to do, Lord but our eyes are on YOU! (&lt;i&gt;2 Chronicles 20:12)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned to Nick that at the end of March, I had celebrated my 50th birthday and in Scripture it talks about the Year of Jubilee....on the 50th year. So I explained to Nick that I was going to claim my birthday as my year of jubilee and I was going to believe for our debt to be forgiven. He just looked at me with tender eyes like saying....Okay dear, whatever you say. I knew that God could do it.&amp;nbsp; I knew that He loves us.&amp;nbsp; I did not know when or how He was going to do it.&amp;nbsp; However, I did not want to open the door to doubt, but some times it creeps in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIkhMMVW6I/AAAAAAAAAp4/6lkRJbDqt2Y/s1600/year+of+jubilee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIkhMMVW6I/AAAAAAAAAp4/6lkRJbDqt2Y/s320/year+of+jubilee.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One day in May, Nick and I drove to our mail box, as we did several times a week. As I went to pick up the mail, I was opening the envelopes of donations and I handed Nick all the bills.&amp;nbsp; He opened one from the hospital and it said: "Dear Nick..." well, we thought when you are in a first name basis with the hospital..we saw it as  trouble.&amp;nbsp; However, as Nick continued to read we discovered, that the hospital had forgiven $20000 out of the $22,200 we owed.&amp;nbsp; The Monday prior to receiving this letter from the hospital, we had received a donation of $2000, so we only paid $200 for that bill.....Is GOD faithful or what???&amp;nbsp; I was so overwhelmed I was crying and thanking God all over the place, the people at the mail box just looked at me and did not know what was going on......I marvel at our Lord.&amp;nbsp; He loves us sooo much it is....Amazing!!!! The best part of it all is that He loves you too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like you also sent gifts to help us out so we could do our walk for Christ and we thank you, because we know that God had provided for you and He placed us in your hearts for you to give.&amp;nbsp; Thank you soooooo very much.&amp;nbsp; We ask the True God that He prospers you for your obedience and faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the guidance and love of God we paid off the other part of the debt. Since late October we have been debt free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIoDh0uXcI/AAAAAAAAAqA/1BvYr_VNkBY/s1600/IMG_3222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="139" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIoDh0uXcI/AAAAAAAAAqA/1BvYr_VNkBY/s200/IMG_3222.JPG" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On August 31st, we started our 3rd Walk Across America for Christ, however as you have learned through our news letter, emails, facebook and blogs.&amp;nbsp; We had continued to have problems with the 1977 RV.&amp;nbsp; It got so bad that the toilet was not working, then we had a water leak that created mold on the carpet, the black water came in the RV some how and it was bad.&amp;nbsp; Then the&amp;nbsp; generator needed a new starter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of September we had  a propane leak and we almost met our Creator.&amp;nbsp; I got very sick....a few days later &lt;a href="http://www.southwestfamily.org/ourpastor.html"&gt;Pastor Harold&lt;/a&gt; from South West Community Church and the church family, purchased a 1994 Winnebago for us to continue on this journey because they felt the other RV was not safe to drive any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November first. our son-in-law had and accident, he fell from a 2 story building and broke his back. As I write this he is not able to have any feeling from mid-chest down, he is in the hospital and has a tracheotomy.&lt;br /&gt;We do believe that the same God who has been with us all along and has gotten us out of debt....He is the healer and will bring restoration to Alex.&amp;nbsp; We stand on God's promises and we know that He is Faithful and He is the healer.&lt;i&gt; (Psalm 103) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storms of life come and go, but we know the One who calms the storms and we stand on the Rock.We are in God's side and we know that He is able and willing. He is faithful and true, therefore, we shall not be moved! &lt;i&gt;(Psalm 16:8, Psalms 62.6, Acts 2:25)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-8910765726146927691?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/8910765726146927691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=8910765726146927691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/8910765726146927691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/8910765726146927691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/11/roller-coaster-year.html' title='Roller Coaster Year.'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SwIZlZFbcDI/AAAAAAAAApY/7WMMFvPcfeY/s72-c/rollercoaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-5403989234847949229</id><published>2009-10-29T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:51:47.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My prayer for you today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Suns5WO-H6I/AAAAAAAAAow/5fMFrsW84y0/s1600-h/marriage+symbol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="102" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Suns5WO-H6I/AAAAAAAAAow/5fMFrsW84y0/s200/marriage+symbol.jpg" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the book of Colossians Chapter 1, verses 9-12 we read:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you and asking God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all spiritual wisdom and understanding. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29460"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;And we pray this in order that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and may please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29461"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and joyfully &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29462"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in the kingdom of light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;God adores you and and wants to spend ETERNITY with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SunsK6JPldI/AAAAAAAAAoo/9Xx6HfMtkuQ/s1600-h/ceromonia+final.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SunsK6JPldI/AAAAAAAAAoo/9Xx6HfMtkuQ/s200/ceromonia+final.JPG" width="121" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This is my prayer for you today.&amp;nbsp; That you receive all that God has for you.&amp;nbsp; He loves you and wants what is best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;May the healing touch, of the Master, fill you a new, with physical and emotional healing, with physical strength; that your relationships be restored as well as your finances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;May you feel a peace that passes all understanding and be enriched with an everlasting joy.&amp;nbsp; Give thanks today, count your blessings and say YES to the One who loves you above all, Jesus Christ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-5403989234847949229?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5403989234847949229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=5403989234847949229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5403989234847949229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5403989234847949229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-prayer-for-you-today.html' title='My prayer for you today....'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Suns5WO-H6I/AAAAAAAAAow/5fMFrsW84y0/s72-c/marriage+symbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-9105057865789185453</id><published>2009-10-25T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:04:47.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In His hands.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUY69Cqh-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ChNzRDZz2uE/s1600-h/IMG_1780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUY69Cqh-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ChNzRDZz2uE/s200/IMG_1780.JPG" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Look at the&amp;nbsp;birds&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Matthew 6:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;When I read this passage, the word of God humbles my heart, because it helps me to realize that I am experiencing first hand the goodness of God, through His people.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Nick and I do not own a house, do not have a car, we had an RV that allowed us to go from here to Oklahoma and meet really good people and learned the good things they are doing for the kingdom of God. At the same time we met other people who needed some one to talk to and they needed to be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;As we read again what Matthew wrote in scripture: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Look at the&amp;nbsp;birds&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;--&amp;nbsp; His words put a new perspective in my heart.&amp;nbsp; God values each one of us.&amp;nbsp; God really, really, really values us... yes, you and me!&amp;nbsp; We just need to recognize it and accept the fact that we mean something good to Him, we are His creation and that is the reason why He sent His Son Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Often times, we have listened to the wrong voice.&amp;nbsp; Just the way Adam and Eve did in the garden. We need to learn more about what the Word of God says about His love for us. He wants the best for His children.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUfGK9kBXI/AAAAAAAAAng/7FZdP9uRLiY/s1600-h/Alone+in+Texas+long+road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUfGK9kBXI/AAAAAAAAAng/7FZdP9uRLiY/s200/Alone+in+Texas+long+road.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;There are many things in this world that I do not understand.&amp;nbsp; However, what I know is... that since 2001 when we publicly acknowledged God, we have been blessed.&amp;nbsp; We have had our ups and downs, but God has not turned away from us.&amp;nbsp; Usually we are the ones that move away from Him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;In the last 8 years that we have been serving God full time we have done 2 walks across America for Christ. This is our third. We have had 4 RVs donated to our ministry to be able to accomplish these walks. God has touched people because we have been working on being obedient.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;He sent us to Japan to touch the life of a young person... a little person, so he could get the medical attention he needed for his back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; We were able to go to the Holy Land and Nick baptized&amp;nbsp; about 25 people or so in the Jordan River, we also did the 3 Biblical presentations and people were touched because of the power of the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUmy1JeMeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KTDk7Bl0KxA/s1600-h/summer+nl2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="144" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUmy1JeMeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KTDk7Bl0KxA/s200/summer+nl2.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUmSyplLPI/AAAAAAAAAno/7YnPwKknrak/s1600-h/church+family.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUmSyplLPI/AAAAAAAAAno/7YnPwKknrak/s200/church+family.bmp" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUnmlfKkMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/T5_M9W-sf5k/s1600-h/Zac+%26+the+RV.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="137" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUnmlfKkMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/T5_M9W-sf5k/s200/Zac+%26+the+RV.JPG" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I am not sharing this to show you how lucky we are or to say we are world travelers. Most of the time, we do not know what we are doing or where we are going...we just rely on His direction and love.&amp;nbsp; At times it feels scary because sometimes we want to take control. Sometimes we try to get ahead of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You may say....but you have nothing! Yes, you are right, we have nothing physical, but God is giving us what we need.&amp;nbsp; He has provided all our needs and many of our wants too!&amp;nbsp; He is a loving Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We also read in Scripture:&lt;/span&gt; If you, then, though you are evil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;gifts to your children,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;much more will your Father in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;gifts to those who ask him!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Matthew 7:11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;What He has done for us, He will do for you. God does not have favorites. He loves you as He loves us. Don't be afraid to ask Him for what you want. Present your dreams to Him. Believe and do not doubt in your heart and He will do it for you!&amp;nbsp; Give your heart to Him today, do not delay and begin to acknowledge Him in all your ways and He will direct your path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-9105057865789185453?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/9105057865789185453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=9105057865789185453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/9105057865789185453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/9105057865789185453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-his-hands.html' title='In His hands.'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SuUY69Cqh-I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ChNzRDZz2uE/s72-c/IMG_1780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-5397693585384936290</id><published>2009-10-19T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:42:15.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They who wait upon the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/St0sXagZ1AI/AAAAAAAAAk4/chfuDrvbH5s/s1600-h/waiting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/St0sXagZ1AI/AAAAAAAAAk4/chfuDrvbH5s/s200/waiting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No matter how bad we want to get back on the road it seems that we need to wait for the Lord to give us the ok.&amp;nbsp; As we wait for God's marvelous timing we need to develop some patience.&amp;nbsp; We need to learn that at times it is not in our best interest to move ahead, because He may be keeping us out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/St0tKbruJ-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/HxZX6TKT3a0/s1600-h/waitress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="95" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/St0tKbruJ-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/HxZX6TKT3a0/s200/waitress.jpg" width="68" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other times as we wait upon Him and His marvelous works, we also learn that we can wait upon the Lord with praises, thanksgiving and we can offer Him our worship for His wonderful acts of protection, deliverance, guidance, love, grace, peace, and the life that He has given us. Therefore let us not forget to "wait" upon the Lord with our song and our heart filled with gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/St0wUHr__DI/AAAAAAAAAlI/3LPiSJzYLrI/s1600-h/prayerful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/St0wUHr__DI/AAAAAAAAAlI/3LPiSJzYLrI/s200/prayerful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He has our best interest at hand, He will never leave us nor forsake us.&amp;nbsp; He is the one that desires to have our Love given back to Him.&amp;nbsp; He desires for us to look into His loving eyes and see that all that He has done is out of love.&amp;nbsp; So today, we bow down to worship His Holy name, the name of Yahweh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-5397693585384936290?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5397693585384936290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=5397693585384936290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5397693585384936290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5397693585384936290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/10/they-who-wait-upon-lord.html' title='They who wait upon the Lord'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/St0sXagZ1AI/AAAAAAAAAk4/chfuDrvbH5s/s72-c/waiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-3315786758495607189</id><published>2009-10-16T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:23:21.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeless vs Many Mansions!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SticBGZ9m4I/AAAAAAAAAi0/fjArn-2K0yo/s1600/many+manssions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="82" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SticBGZ9m4I/AAAAAAAAAi0/fjArn-2K0yo/s320/many+manssions.jpg" width="102" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night we attended our prayer meeting at &lt;a href="http://www.southwestfamily.org/"&gt;Southwest Community Church&lt;/a&gt;. As I was praying I remembered a casual comment someone made last week regarding our situation &lt;i&gt;(Nick and I being homeless)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I said to myself, "That thought had never entered my mind before."&amp;nbsp; I always have been feeling totally blessed.&amp;nbsp; In fact,&amp;nbsp; I feel like Nick and I have many mansions because of the hospitality and the love you have been pouring on us all across America.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just like the song says, "...and crowned thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SticGi_WjeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/dr-iJ4BoJxA/s1600-h/homeless.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SticGi_WjeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/dr-iJ4BoJxA/s200/homeless.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we stated these journeys in 2001, we have had challenging times, but I have had the tendency of always looking at every situation as a way to bless God and as a blessing from Him. No matter what I have or what I have lacked, my focus has always been the goodness of God and Jesus Christ over my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StiozzsbTpI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Gs5hDoNlyEo/s1600-h/Lucyah+Laughling.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="98" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StiozzsbTpI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Gs5hDoNlyEo/s200/Lucyah+Laughling.JPG" width="121" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Scripture we read: &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;ed the secret of being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;n any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;n plenty or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;n want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Phil 4:12&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; have never been hungry. God has always put people like You in my path to give me love and to embrace me.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I have been frustrated, afraid, concerned ...you name it. However, God always sees me through every problem...and why? It is not luck, because luck runs out but the blessings of God never stop flowing! CHRIST is the Solution to every problem, challenge and situation; Jesus is the Answer to every question!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-3315786758495607189?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3315786758495607189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=3315786758495607189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/3315786758495607189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/3315786758495607189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/10/homeless-vs-many-mansions.html' title='Homeless vs Many Mansions!'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SticBGZ9m4I/AAAAAAAAAi0/fjArn-2K0yo/s72-c/many+manssions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-8354052856629893711</id><published>2009-10-15T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:30:46.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day by Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Stc2KQjznuI/AAAAAAAAAgE/F_6QZjnsK5o/s1600-h/Pat+%26+Lucy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Stc2KQjznuI/AAAAAAAAAgE/F_6QZjnsK5o/s200/Pat+%26+Lucy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Every day is a new blessing!&amp;nbsp; We open our eyes to new opportunities to bless others. We can bless people with a hug, with a smile, with an encourageing word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;We need to get out of focusing on ourselves.&amp;nbsp; If we look at the news it seems that this world is getting a bit crazy. But  the American  people we see are good people; loving, kind and looking for each other.&amp;nbsp; Those are the people that do not get any air time on CNN or any other national network. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Look around you and see the blessings of God, feel His love and move closer to Him. Go back to your first love,&lt;i&gt; (painting, singing, cooking, reading to someone else, preaching, teaching, playing an instrument, hugging someone, listening)&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; There is so much good we can do.&amp;nbsp; We need each other. We need God and God desires for  us to be who He created us to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StegnGJQfPI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Mo4GR-1WmgI/s1600-h/KC+Marathon+2009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StegnGJQfPI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Mo4GR-1WmgI/s200/KC+Marathon+2009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Jesus gave His all for love! He wants us to give Him all we are. My friend Don Knepp is getting ready to run&amp;nbsp; in the Kansas City Marathon Saturday. On his shirt, it says "Need Prayer? Ask me!" He's doing what he loves and at the same time making himself available before, during and after the race to bless people for God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;That's all God wants from us; do what we love and be available to be a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-8354052856629893711?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/8354052856629893711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=8354052856629893711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/8354052856629893711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/8354052856629893711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-by-day.html' title='Day by Day'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Stc2KQjznuI/AAAAAAAAAgE/F_6QZjnsK5o/s72-c/Pat+%26+Lucy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-3305011662055194735</id><published>2009-10-13T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:14:39.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Body of Christ Building Muscles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StNztm3qvPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/au7w_VYl2k4/s1600-h/body+building.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StNztm3qvPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/au7w_VYl2k4/s200/body+building.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The past 2 weeks have been a whirlwind of blessing.&amp;nbsp; The Body of Christ is building the muscle of faith in our heart and... &lt;a href="http://www.southwestfamily.org/"&gt;our church&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; has come together to get a new RV for our mission trip across America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of YOU have&amp;nbsp; have been a part of it.&amp;nbsp; You have kept us in your prayer, you have send your monthly donation, you have cooked for the people who have been investing their time with repairs and upgrading the RV for our comfort. Wow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we arrived in the Tulsa area.&amp;nbsp; After our radio interview, we stopped at Midwest Agape Chapel to see Pastor Kevin. We had a good time and wonderful conversation.&amp;nbsp; He asked us to come and share at his Wednesday night service and talk about what God has been doing in our lives since we started our 3rd journey. We accepted the invitation and we had a great time.&amp;nbsp; God really moved as we had a chance to pray with some of the people and that's definitely my favorite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StN4EKgKRyI/AAAAAAAAAdw/IRkjHIBpooo/s1600-h/George+%26+Brenda.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StN4EKgKRyI/AAAAAAAAAdw/IRkjHIBpooo/s200/George+%26+Brenda.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Thursday night we went to Pastors George and Brenda Shafer's home for dinner. They are soooooo giving and loving. &lt;cite style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;I cannot stop being amazed at how God puts in our path people who love Him and dedicate their lives to Him; people who have the heart of God.&amp;nbsp; The Lord, keeps moving through the body of Christ....the church, and it does not matter what denomination or church they belong to, they all have come under the Banner of the Love they have for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, George gave us a ride back to the RV, he asked us if we were going to be warm enough, of course we said "yes, no problem".&amp;nbsp; As we got in the Yellow Submarine, Nick turned the thermostat on. I was setting  out our clothes ready for the next day and was about to get into bed when all of the sudden I got a whiff of the propane! I grabbed a plastic bag and I started to....well you get the idea!&amp;nbsp; Nick immediately turned the heater down and it went off.&amp;nbsp; We lay in bed and tried to go to sleep.&amp;nbsp; Some time around 2:00 am.&amp;nbsp; The heater came on again and I just could not take the smell any more.&amp;nbsp; Nick handed me my clothes as fast as he could, as I was making my way to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; The smell was overwhelming and got stronger and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Nick..."I can't breathe, I cannot breathe!" He started to pray for me and as I was putting my shoes on, he ushered me to the door and into the sanctuary of the church. We are so thankful Pastor Kevin gave us the key!&amp;nbsp; I was walking back and forth all over the sanctuary trying to compose myself, but I felt that my longs were all full of that stuff.&amp;nbsp; I ran to the restroom in the church and by the time I came out, Nick had set up a blanket an a pillow for us to sleep under the cross in the sanctuary.&amp;nbsp; We sat on the steps of the altar. We did not know what to do and we were both wide awake. Nick embraced me and asked me to try to go to sleep, but I was not able to....finally I drifted off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StTssc20gbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/75zcNlNHvW4/s1600-h/smells.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StTssc20gbI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/75zcNlNHvW4/s320/smells.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing it was 7:00 am, we had slept for couple of hours.&amp;nbsp; Nick  called Pastor Harold in Olathe, with the news. "We are not able to continue with this RV, we do not have electricity, a toilet that works and now we have a propane leak....we do not know what to do." We called&amp;nbsp; our friends Pastor George and Brenda, who live near Bixby, to see if we could spend couple of days with them. We needed  re-group, get some counsel and pray for what God wanted us to do next.&amp;nbsp; George and Brenda opened their home to us and have been a great support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is history.....if you do not know about our new RV and the miracle behind it....read &lt;a href="http://www.walkacrossamericaforchrist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nick's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-3305011662055194735?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/3305011662055194735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=3305011662055194735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/3305011662055194735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/3305011662055194735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/10/body-of-christ-building-muscles.html' title='The Body of Christ Building Muscles'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/StNztm3qvPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/au7w_VYl2k4/s72-c/body+building.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-5626699850908047350</id><published>2009-09-26T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:45:17.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonders and Signs</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know, most people say "signs and wonders" .... however, we serve a mighty God and his wonders are remarkable.&amp;nbsp; Even before you say a word, He knows what's in your heart.&amp;nbsp; This morning, we had a nice stretch of road, it is a four lane highway with  wide shoulders.&amp;nbsp; When Nick took his first break, he asked me to take a look at the map, to see what road we would be taking that will take us to the mechanic on Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; So we looked at the map and decided that we were going to take 56 Street East.&amp;nbsp; After he got a bite to eat, he continued on his walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove about a mile ahead of him and I parked on the shoulder, and it was then that I noticed that the set up of the highway had changed.&amp;nbsp; No more cut offs, this would make it very difficult for  Nick to walk over towards me; and the divider piece between the four lanes, had a wire fence on the North bound side of the highway. I told myself, "before you panic and worry, lets go ahead and see if it changes ahead of us."&amp;nbsp; Well, 5 miles later, the set up was the same and to make things more difficult, I saw a sign that said....Tulsa 13...this means we are only 13 miles away from Tulsa.&amp;nbsp; Well, my heart started to pund an I started to think of all the types of roads we could encounter....and of course all the roads that do not have a shoulder.... I was looking at the map and trying to discifer the colors of the roads and trying to remember what they meant.&amp;nbsp; Red is a good road, black is a country road, (no shoulder), Thick red, freeways...we cannot walk those....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up my binoculars to see how far ahead of me was Nick, it look like about mile and a half.&amp;nbsp;  I turned my gaze towards the passenger window and this is what a saw!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr6yw6hDWqI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yk0jXNORuaw/s1600-h/God+speaks.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr6yw6hDWqI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yk0jXNORuaw/s200/God+speaks.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I looked to the sign, I knew God was talking to me, very straight forward.&amp;nbsp; I got a sense of Him telling me: "Did I provide places for you to park in the last two walks....haven't I provided parking places for you this far in this journey."&amp;nbsp; "Do not worry, just trust Me."&amp;nbsp; I felt a bit sad, because I do trust God for everything...or so I thought and yet, when it comes to parking this RV and parking spaces .... I get worried.&amp;nbsp; It was then that I realized that I trust God.... I don't trust my driving and parking abilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please forgive me for focusing on me and my lack of trust in myself. Thank You, that despite how I feel, You are always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-5626699850908047350?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/5626699850908047350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=5626699850908047350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5626699850908047350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/5626699850908047350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/09/wonders-and-signs.html' title='Wonders and Signs'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr6yw6hDWqI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yk0jXNORuaw/s72-c/God+speaks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-508117355506962836</id><published>2009-09-25T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:32:55.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your works are wonderful, Oh Lord!</title><content type='html'>That's what it says in Psalm 139:14 and King David was so right!&amp;nbsp; I cannot stop being amazed by the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr1qOuOkN8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/ggVDmxj2Ev8/s1600-h/KS+to+OK.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr1qOuOkN8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/ggVDmxj2Ev8/s200/KS+to+OK.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A week ago Friday, we have had some challenges with a mysterious leakage and the carpet was soaked and wet, then the speedometer stopped working...just go to  (&lt;a href="http://www.walkacrossamericaforchrist/"&gt;Walk across America for CHRIST&lt;/a&gt;) for the rest of the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, God in his infinite wisdom, sent us our friend Arnold and as he and Nick took the RV to the mechanic, our RV had a cruise control bypass, now it runs and counts the mileage like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next couple of days, Nick worked on the carpet and we were checking to see where the leakage was coming from, and we finally found it. It seems that the water is seeping up from the tank every time we drive the RV,so we need to keep the tanks half full. Next Tuesday, we will be going to Tulsa RV to get all this checked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, we crossed from KS to Oklahoma and Nick was walking down the road, when he called me and said, "You are not going to believe this, come quickly...."&amp;nbsp; I did not know what he was talking about. I did not know if he was in trouble or if it was an animal he wanted me to see or what.&amp;nbsp; So I got on the driver side of the RV, turned the engine and I was on my way.&amp;nbsp; As I was approaching across the street from where Nick was,&amp;nbsp; I saw a car and a couple standing next to him.&amp;nbsp; Nick signaled me to come on the side of the road.&amp;nbsp; As I drove over and a was getting closer to their car,&amp;nbsp; I was able to see that the people who were with Nick, were our friends&lt;a href="http://rdavenport.us/"&gt; Randy and Elizabeth Davenport&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; You can check their photo on Facebook.&amp;nbsp; Wow!&amp;nbsp; What a wonderful surprise.&amp;nbsp; We spend few minutes chatting with them and then they continued on their merry way back to KS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr1ojRFtc5I/AAAAAAAAAYA/_ncn0y1rLOA/s1600-h/OK.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr1ojRFtc5I/AAAAAAAAAYA/_ncn0y1rLOA/s200/OK.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may remember at the beginning on this week we had another incident with our bathroom facilities, and that's not all. God knew about it so He, brought our friends Don and Pat Knepp.&amp;nbsp; They treated us to a night at the  Hampton Inn and not only did we have a working bathroom, we had a couple hours of prayer and worship together. We even Skyped my aunts in Mexico City and they were able to join us. It was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home when we were in KC, every Tuesday night, we gathered at Don and Pat's for prayer.&amp;nbsp; Their ministry is Upper Room Ministry. It is a ministry of worship and intercessory prayer. As a matter of fact,  my aunts are part of this prayer ministry via Skype. And several people have been healed, through Upper&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Room Ministry and the prayer that goes on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Pat and Don decided to bring their prayer meeting to us. Wow!&amp;nbsp; I was very touched. We had a very nice time and I felt that we were immersed in God's presence and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we got up and took a wonderful shower and by 6:40 we were on the road.&amp;nbsp; Nick was walking and I was there for anything he may needed.&amp;nbsp; Don and Pat got to sleep in.&amp;nbsp; By 9ish or so Nick called me and asked me to go back to the hotel and to wait for him there, since we did not have many places to park... When I got there,  I made myself a cup of coffee and Pat joined me few minutes later.&amp;nbsp; After Nick arrived to the hotel, the four of us  chatted for a while, and had a time for prayer.&amp;nbsp; You cannot have too much of that. We said our goodbyes, they left and we continued our walk. It is good to know that God sends his angels to let you know He cares for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way we found a Wal-Mart and we knew for sure we were going to spend the night there.  (It is our home away from home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick had finished walking by 12 noon.&amp;nbsp; When he got to the RV, he mentioned that he had met two young men by the name of Jeff and Jeff, and that we were going to be speaking to a group of young men and also to a High school gathering. So we went to Wal-Mart and we took a very much needed nap.&amp;nbsp; We got ready and by 4:00 pm we were on our way to the church.&amp;nbsp; It was a group of young men and Nick shared about how God asked him to do these walks.&amp;nbsp; Also I had the opportunity to share the love of Jesus with them, we stayed with them until 5:30.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr1t4d3TWNI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/m926o2lO29E/s1600-h/good+morning+sun.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr1t4d3TWNI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/m926o2lO29E/s200/good+morning+sun.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From there we went back to Dewey, to the High school gathering.&amp;nbsp; It was a group of about 500&amp;nbsp; young people from Dewey and Bartlesville area.&amp;nbsp; They had worship, a speaker and a comedian.&amp;nbsp; Other ministries were represented there and they shared their vision with the audience. We had about 10 minutes to addressed the group....and what else can you talk about but Jesus.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mentioned to them that God wants to use them for His kingdom and we asked them not to belittle their influence in this world for Christ.&amp;nbsp; After the event was over, we were able to speak one on one with some of the young people and pray with them.&amp;nbsp; Wow! I love to serve my God.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could do this all the time.....but what am I saying...I am doing it.&amp;nbsp; Thank You, Jesus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after we were done walking, we were invited for lunch to Jeff Holley's home. He has a beautiful young family and you can sense the presence of God in his home.&amp;nbsp; Jeff has a ministry of his own....well... God called him into ministry.&amp;nbsp; But I will spare you the story, because you will be able to get more details on Nick's blog.&amp;nbsp; I just know that Jeff if a true man of God, who is bringing other Godly men to serve the way the 1st century church did.&amp;nbsp; It is soooooo refreshing to meet people like him, Ken, Don and  Jeff Berg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God just keeps blessing us and giving us one serendipity after another.&amp;nbsp; Really and truly is all about Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-508117355506962836?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/508117355506962836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=508117355506962836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/508117355506962836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/508117355506962836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-works-are-wonderful-oh-lord.html' title='Your works are wonderful, Oh Lord!'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sr1qOuOkN8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/ggVDmxj2Ev8/s72-c/KS+to+OK.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-501663434109821936</id><published>2009-09-21T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:42:30.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Day is an Adventure</title><content type='html'>Yes, indeed.&amp;nbsp; Some days we have wonderful roads with wide shoulders, other days no shoulder at all, and some other days are rainy with  dark skies and yet others with sunny skies; but one thing is for sure, in all of them, God is always there to help us  through every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week started with the challenge of the bathroom. It looks like our holding tank for the black water has a leak, and our recycling toilet is not holding the water in the toilet, therefore, we cannot use the facilities ... ooops, it looks like there is a challenge before us or should I say underneath us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, God has given us a brain to create and improvise in any difficulty that we may have. So, my beloved husband has helped me improvise the restroom facilities during the walking periods....I will spare you the details. However, in a rainy day like today, it is hard because there is water everywhere....except where we need it..hahahaha... I made myself&amp;nbsp; laugh.&amp;nbsp; We just adapt as we go-- Some times I feel like I am in the jungles of Africa or in the middle of the Amazon...I feel like we are in one of those reality shows, living our own adventure.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure if I am crazy or just going with the flow or maybe a little of both, but as I think of some of my girlfriends I wonder what they must be thinking of this crazy life I am living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However in Scripture,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; (2nd Corinthians NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28852" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28853" style="color: #660000;"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;persecuted, but not abandoned;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;struck down, but not destroyed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28854" style="color: #660000;"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my  belief that all these challenges are  helping us to build character.&amp;nbsp; Perspective is everything: we are healthy, we have each other, we are not in any life threatening situation and we have all of you in the background praying for us and cheering us on and for that I am most grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-501663434109821936?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/501663434109821936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=501663434109821936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/501663434109821936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/501663434109821936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/09/every-day-is-adventure.html' title='Every Day is an Adventure'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-4244856341228597973</id><published>2009-09-20T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:26:48.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah, Noah's wife and me</title><content type='html'>As we do this journey, the only concern I have had is that I really do not want to be between God's will and Nick.&amp;nbsp; I know that God has asked us to do this walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each journey has been like a child. Any parent knows that although their kids have grown up in the same household, ate the same food and had the same set of rules, yet each child  develops his or her own personality.&amp;nbsp; Well, it has been much the same with these journeys.&amp;nbsp; The first one was a struggle between fear and faith. I was always concerned about Nick and fearing that something was going to happened to him and I was not going to be able to be there for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second journey (in 2005/2006) was more like walking with God across America. He was guiding us and we felt more in His hands. We were at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sra4zgzaQcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/m3sif9gxJFo/s1600-h/Lucy+the+Lovely.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sra4zgzaQcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/m3sif9gxJFo/s200/Lucy+the+Lovely.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This walk has been more like child birth... uncomfortable, challenging, emotional and sometimes painful. This walk seems to have developed a personality that says "I am going to do it my way!"... "I don't want to go and you can't make me!" We've had so many difficulties with our home on wheels.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me think.&amp;nbsp; What did Sarah and Noah's wife do when their husbands talked to them about what God had asked them to do... go on their own journeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SrLSVZUNFqI/AAAAAAAAAV4/nkwbQNUuga0/s1600-h/Noha%27s+wife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/SrLSVZUNFqI/AAAAAAAAAV4/nkwbQNUuga0/s320/Noha%27s+wife.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think about their fears, frustrations, their faith.... Lord, I know that your mercies are new every morning.&amp;nbsp; I also know that, You have not changed, O God. The way you took care of Sarah and Mrs. Noah, the way You took care of us in the previous walks and the way You are here with us right now reminds me....Lord, You are the Way!&amp;nbsp; Thank you for holding my hand and telling me not to fear,&lt;span id="goog_1253487307989"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1253487307990"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but to trust in You.....and I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220530383634496006-4244856341228597973?l=lucyah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/feeds/4244856341228597973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220530383634496006&amp;postID=4244856341228597973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4244856341228597973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220530383634496006/posts/default/4244856341228597973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucyah.blogspot.com/2009/09/sarah-noahs-wife-and-me.html' title='Sarah, Noah&apos;s wife and me'/><author><name>Lucyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08343753698593074382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/S6KphYhpXTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/qUUJFUMDUaY/S220/Viva+Mexico.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6PlwRKrcaL0/Sra4zgzaQcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/m3sif9gxJFo/s72-c/Lucy+the+Lovely.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220530383634496006.post-7945646737183483098</id><published>2009-09-14T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:14:19.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>Well, it all started in 2001, when we did our first walk for Christ.  Nick was having this conversation with God and one day he came to me and said. " I have been talking with God and I am going to do a walk across America for Christ.  It will be 3,300 miles, 100 miles for every year Jesus walked the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought it was..."Happy trails, dear, I am going to miss you." I was very happy with my job at the Crystal Cathedral. I had been working there for about 13 years and I did not think much of this walk idea, however, God had other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I came home for lunch and I looked around our one bedroom apartment....and I really did not feel attached to anything and just then I heard a voice that said...."Sell everything and follow Me".  I looked around and I did not see anyone and so I heard it all over again.  "Yes, sell everything and follow Me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did, we sold all our belongings and took off on the road in a 5th wheel and a pick-up truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, we did our 2nd 3,300 mile walk for Christ and now 2009 I find myself in a 1977 GMC Kingsley.  You may wonder how is life on the road....as far as I am concerned, home is always where Nick and I are together, no matter if it is in an apartment, a house or in a RV.  Home is where the 3 of us are......yes, three of us.  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