A Devotion on Being Bold for Christ

Jack half-birthdayHey friends,

For those of you who didn’t know, life has been a little crazy for us lately. Our 6-month-old, Jack, has officially started crawling, which means we ourselves spend a good chunk of time on the floor both playing with him and doing our best to corral him when he breaks for the stairs. We’re also doing a basement renovation (although, if we’re being honest, Lindsie is doing most of the renovation, as painting tends to be a passion project of hers…I just had the fun job of tearing out all of our carpet down there). Needless to say, there’s a lot happening in the Billeter household.

That being said, we wanted to share some important stuff happening in our spiritual lives. One of the biggest blessings for us since completing our walk and settling back down in South Dakota has been my job at the Evangelical Lutheran Good Samaritan Society. Good Sam is the nation’s largest non-profit senior living provider in the United States. But even cooler than that is the fact that it’s a Christian organization, which isn’t always easy to find these days.

For me, that means working at a place that opens every meeting in prayer, allows us to have faith-driven conversations at work, and, one of my favorite things, gives us a chance to attend (and, if desired, lead) devotions five days a week at 10 AM.

While I haven’t led a ton of devotions in the past year, I have led a handful, and I wanted to share some of those on here in case they can either encourage people in their own walks with Christ, or at least lead to a deeper discussion.

We’re also hoping to start writing here on the blog on a more regular basis again. Jack (our son) is consistently sleeping through the night now, so it feels a little easier to crank away on a computer after he goes to bed than it did a few months ago, when I’d fall asleep with my hand on the keyboard and leave a long trail of jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj’s before realizing I had dozed off.

Hope you enjoy the devotion, and please don’t hesitate to drop us a line if you want to talk more. We can be reached by email at stormingjericho (at) gmail (dot) com, or you can leave a comment on the post. We’re just thankful to have an opportunity to share the Word and continue serving this glorious Lord of ours.

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Thanks for continuing to check in on the site, and we’ll be back with more soon!

-Mike (and Lindsie)

The Miracle of Prayer

As mentioned in the last post, the 70-mile distance between Austin and Eureka was intimidating. Even if we’re cranking out 20 miles a day, it’s still a 3 ½ day journey for us without a guarantee of water or new food.

As we walked along, we ended up taking longer than we’d initially planned. What we thought would be a 4-day trip, maximum, was progressively turning into a 6 or 7-day trip, minimum. We knew we had enough water prepared, but our bigger concern was becoming our food supply. While we definitely had enough to survive for a few extra days, there are only so many peanut butter sandwiches and crackers you can eat before you want to avoid peanut butter for the rest of your life. Lindsie and I were starting to hit that point.

Then, to make matters worse, we started to notice that Lindsie’s right cart wheel was starting to look more and more bent out of shape. Like…looked like a cartoon after Daffy Duck runs his bike into a rock bent out of shape. We tried bending it back and forth with minimal success. In fact, I think I actually made it worse as a result of one bending attempt.

Needless to say, we were disheartened. We were running low on our food, we were still two days outside of Eureka, we had no cell phone reception, and we had wheels on Lindsie’s carts that looked like they were about to snap in half and leave us stranded in the desert forever. And it was getting hot.

As Lindsie and I looked at each other, we felt like we were running out of options. So, as usual, we left it up to God. We hugged each other and said a prayer that God would send somebody our way who could help. Whether it was a person with a truck who could drive us into town to get the tire looked at or just someone who knew a thing or two about bike tires, we didn’t care. We just needed help.

And of course, as He has every step of this journey, God answered our prayer.

While we were praying, we noticed an SUV driving by. We finished our prayer, looked around, and wondered what would happen next. About 15 seconds later, that SUV pulled up alongside the road. The driver looked out the window and asked if we needed help. We gave him a resounding “YES, please” and he got out to take a look.

Within seconds he told us the problem – our spokes were WAY too loose. As in, you could pluck them easier than guitar strings loose. He also noticed that our inner tubes for Lindsie’s tires weren’t working the way they should’ve been.

He introduced himself as Richard Smith and mentioned that he was on his way across the state so he and his family could go to church the next morning, run to Walmart, and see family. Rich said he’d grab us some better inner tubes at Walmart and asked if we needed anything else. We mentioned that some extra bread and peanut butter (we recognize that we were ready to give up on peanut butter forever a few minutes before that, but peanut butter doesn’t exactly go bad and it’s filling, whether we get tired of the taste or not). He said he’d get that no problem and would drop it off the next day after church.

Rich asked why we were walking and we told him it was to learn to rely on God and get ourselves out of our “normal” life routine. His short and immediate response was more inspiring and motivating than many sermons we’ve heard in our lives – “My family and I serve the Lord 150%. We’ll be back with that stuff for you as soon as we can be.”

As Rich drove away, Lindsie burst into tears of thankfulness and gratitude, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little choked up myself. Not even 3 minutes before they pulled up, we were both wondering if we’d even make it to Eureka with food in our stomachs and our carts still functional. Suddenly we had a solution for fixing our cart and knew fresh supplies were on the way in less than 24 hours.

And the most incredible thing is that God sent us this family of Road Angels DURING our prayer for help. Not a day later. Not several hours later. Not never. He sent us help IMMEDIATELY upon hearing our prayer.

I’m pretty sure people wouldn’t even believe it if I were writing a fictional story. I barely believe it myself. But the wonders God works can often be too crazy to believe, even when they happen to us.

We stopped on the side of the road, said a prayer of thanks and gratitude, and tightened our spokes. Needless to say, that fixed our problem almost 100%. After taking our afternoon rest, we were able to continue on down the road and keep making progress toward Eureka.

On an interesting side note, Lindsie’s mom’s cousin Nancy, who had recently met up with us in Cold Springs Station with her daughter Deanna, has another daughter, Autumn, who is currently in Nevada herself. Although she lives in Alaska and is part of the fire crews there, Autumn was down here in Nevada fighting some of the summer fires that pop up in this incredibly dry desert.

Autumn met up with us on the road and walked with us for almost two days, heavy backpack and all. It was fun for Lindsie to catch up with her (they hadn’t seen each other since Lindsie was a 3rd grader) and it was great to meet her myself. She spent one night camping with us, which brings us back around to Rich and his family.

Around 10:00 that night, Rich pulled up and dropped off our bike tubes, the requested bread and peanut butter, and much, much more. He and his incredible family—wife RaeAnn and daughters Anastasia and Chloe—also dropped off two gallons of extra water, two bottles of sunscreen (on our list of things to buy in Eureka), a first aid kit, some bags of M&Ms, chapstick, and then the motherlode – 5 freshly cooked and still warm steaks, a bag of ribs, 3 ears of corn on the cob, and an entire bag full of rolls.

We had a feast on our hands at 10:00 p.m. in the middle of the Nevada desert, and Lindsie didn’t hesitate to dive into the steak right then and there, with only her hands for silverware. Ironically enough, Lindsie had just been telling me and Autumn that she really wanted steak and potatoes when we got to Eureka, and, as if God wanted to add a cherry on top of this perfect ice cream sundae, we were given delicious steaks without even asking for them. Talk about a  true blessing in every sense of the word.

Rich told us to keep in touch as we got into Eureka so we could connect with them there, and we thanked him as much as we could (which, in our opinion, still wasn’t enough).

The next morning, Autumn walked a half day with us and then headed back to Reno to get back to work. We said farewell to her and continued on to Eureka. That night, the Smiths drove BACK out to drop off some ice water. The reason they made the 30 mile journey to drop off ice water? “We were just sitting on the couch watching TV and thought you guys might want something cold to drink.” Talk about an amazing family.

We made it to Eureka soon after, and the Smiths (and their close, close friends the Moons – Arron, Vicky, and their kids Arron Jr., Jocelyn, Julianna, and Jenavieve) have essentially adopted us. We’ve had a number of delicious homemade breakfasts, lunches, and dinners, and we’ve been able to do laundry, clean ourselves up, and—far and away the most important thing—had amazing, spirit-driven conversations about our faith and beliefs.

Everything these two families do is driven and inspired by the Lord, and it is a blessing we can’t even begin to describe. Lindsie and I were afraid we’d feel empty and drained crossing the barren desert, and instead we’ve spent several days in Eureka getting as spiritually and emotionally filled as we have in any other place we’ve visited on this journey.

By the time this post goes live, we’ll already be down the road toward Ely, but we just wanted to share with everyone how incredible the Lord can be when you need provision.

Isaiah 58:11 says, “The Lord will guide you continually, giving you water when you are dry and restoring your strength. You will be like a well-watered garden, like an ever-flowing spring.”

Similarly, Paul writes to the Philippians in Philippians 4:6-7, “Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand.” Later, Paul writes in verse 19, “And this same God who takes care of me will supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesus.”

I’m not sure how many more verses could be more applicable to this situation. I’d imagine there are dozens of similar verses (and if you know of any, please add them to the comments on this post or mention them on the Facebook page so we can mark them in our Bibles), but my point is that God tells us CONSTANTLY throughout the Bible that all we need to do is ask for His help and He will provide. We mentioned that in this post about answered prayers back in California, and there have already been several other times on this journey where God has answered our prayers – as soon as we remembered to ask.

That’s what I’d encourage you to do after reading this post. Take a look at the things you do in your everyday life that worry you, wear you out, or take away from your time with the Lord, and just ask God to lift those burdens. Whether He answers your prayer in seconds like He did with us through the Smith family or He answers it weeks later, God WANTS to help those who trust in Him and ask for His help. It says so right there in the Bible. Want proof?

In the book of James (which has been one of my favorite books to read throughout this cross-country journey…take a look for yourself and you’ll see why within the first three verses), James writes in verse 5, “If you need wisdom, ask our generous God and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking.” And, like I said, there are TONS of verses that back this up completely.

Anyway, this post is getting long, but it’s hard to keep things short when God is relentlessly working miracles in your life.

We are so thankful for the Smith family and the Moon family. Like I said, the conversations have been spiritually filling, the food has been physically feeling, and the sense of peace Lindsie and I have felt in Eureka has been as emotionally filling as any place we’ve been so far. We feel so blessed to be here, and so blessed that we could share yet another incredible story from this journey.

Thanks for reading, as usual. Feel free to leave a comment of support here on the blog, over on the Facebook page, or via email. And, as always, please let us know if you have prayer requests. We have plenty of time for prayer on this walk.

We won’t have internet access for a few days on the road to Ely, so we’ll be back with another update as soon as we’re able.

-Mike and Lindsie

The Miracle of Prayer

As mentioned in the last post, the 70-mile distance between Austin and Eureka was intimidating. Even if we’re cranking out 20 miles a day, it’s still a 3 ½ day journey for us without a guarantee of water or new food.

As we walked along, we ended up taking longer than we’d initially planned. What we thought would be a 4-day trip, maximum, was progressively turning into a 6 or 7-day trip, minimum. We knew we had enough water prepared, but our bigger concern was becoming our food supply. While we definitely had enough to survive for a few extra days, there are only so many peanut butter sandwiches and crackers you can eat before you want to avoid peanut butter for the rest of your life. Lindsie and I were starting to hit that point.

Then, to make matters worse, we started to notice that Lindsie’s right cart wheel was starting to look more and more bent out of shape. Like…looked like a cartoon after Daffy Duck runs his bike into a rock bent out of shape. We tried bending it back and forth with minimal success. In fact, I think I actually made it worse as a result of one bending attempt.

Needless to say, we were disheartened. We were running low on our food, we were still two days outside of Eureka, we had no cell phone reception, and we had wheels on Lindsie’s carts that looked like they were about to snap in half and leave us stranded in the desert forever. And it was getting hot.

As Lindsie and I looked at each other, we felt like we were running out of options. So, as usual, we left it up to God. We hugged each other and said a prayer that God would send somebody our way who could help. Whether it was a person with a truck who could drive us into town to get the tire looked at or just someone who knew a thing or two about bike tires, we didn’t care. We just needed help.

And of course, as He has every step of this journey, God answered our prayer.

While we were praying, we noticed an SUV driving by. We finished our prayer, looked around, and wondered what would happen next. About 15 seconds later, that SUV pulled up alongside the road. The driver looked out the window and asked if we needed help. We gave him a resounding “YES, please” and he got out to take a look.

Within seconds he told us the problem – our spokes were WAY too loose. As in, you could pluck them easier than guitar strings loose. He also noticed that our inner tubes for Lindsie’s tires weren’t working the way they should’ve been.

He introduced himself as Richard Smith and mentioned that he was on his way across the state so he and his family could go to church the next morning, run to Walmart, and see family. Rich said he’d grab us some better inner tubes at Walmart and asked if we needed anything else. We mentioned that some extra bread and peanut butter (we recognize that we were ready to give up on peanut butter forever a few minutes before that, but peanut butter doesn’t exactly go bad and it’s filling, whether we get tired of the taste or not). He said he’d get that no problem and would drop it off the next day after church.

Rich asked why we were walking and we told him it was to learn to rely on God and get ourselves out of our “normal” life routine. His short and immediate response was more inspiring and motivating than many sermons we’ve heard in our lives – “My family and I serve the Lord 150%. We’ll be back with that stuff for you as soon as we can be.”

As Rich drove away, Lindsie burst into tears of thankfulness and gratitude, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little choked up myself. Not even 3 minutes before they pulled up, we were both wondering if we’d even make it to Eureka with food in our stomachs and our carts still functional. Suddenly we had a solution for fixing our cart and knew fresh supplies were on the way in less than 24 hours.

And the most incredible thing is that God sent us this family of Road Angels DURING our prayer for help. Not a day later. Not several hours later. Not never. He sent us help IMMEDIATELY upon hearing our prayer.

I’m pretty sure people wouldn’t even believe it if I were writing a fictional story. I barely believe it myself. But the wonders God works can often be too crazy to believe, even when they happen to us.

We stopped on the side of the road, said a prayer of thanks and gratitude, and tightened our spokes. Needless to say, that fixed our problem almost 100%. After taking our afternoon rest, we were able to continue on down the road and keep making progress toward Eureka.

On an interesting side note, Lindsie’s mom’s cousin Nancy, who had recently met up with us in Cold Springs Station with her daughter Deanna, has another daughter, Autumn, who is currently in Nevada herself. Although she lives in Alaska and is part of the fire crews there, Autumn was down here in Nevada fighting some of the summer fires that pop up in this incredibly dry desert.

Autumn met up with us on the road and walked with us for almost two days, heavy backpack and all. It was fun for Lindsie to catch up with her (they hadn’t seen each other since Lindsie was a 3rd grader) and it was great to meet her myself. She spent one night camping with us, which brings us back around to Rich and his family.

Around 10:00 that night, Rich pulled up and dropped off our bike tubes, the requested bread and peanut butter, and much, much more. He and his incredible family—wife RaeAnn and daughters Anastasia and Chloe—also dropped off two gallons of extra water, two bottles of sunscreen (on our list of things to buy in Eureka), a first aid kit, some bags of M&Ms, chapstick, and then the motherlode – 5 freshly cooked and still warm steaks, a bag of ribs, 3 ears of corn on the cob, and an entire bag full of rolls.

We had a feast on our hands at 10:00 p.m. in the middle of the Nevada desert, and Lindsie didn’t hesitate to dive into the steak right then and there, with only her hands for silverware. Ironically enough, Lindsie had just been telling me and Autumn that she really wanted steak and potatoes when we got to Eureka, and, as if God wanted to add a cherry on top of this perfect ice cream sundae, we were given delicious steaks without even asking for them. Talk about a  true blessing in every sense of the word.

Rich told us to keep in touch as we got into Eureka so we could connect with them there, and we thanked him as much as we could (which, in our opinion, still wasn’t enough).

The next morning, Autumn walked a half day with us and then headed back to Reno to get back to work. We said farewell to her and continued on to Eureka. That night, the Smiths drove BACK out to drop off some ice water. The reason they made the 30 mile journey to drop off ice water? “We were just sitting on the couch watching TV and thought you guys might want something cold to drink.” Talk about an amazing family.

We made it to Eureka soon after, and the Smiths (and their close, close friends the Moons – Arron, Vicky, and their kids Arron Jr., Jocelyn, Julianna, and Jenavieve) have essentially adopted us. We’ve had a number of delicious homemade breakfasts, lunches, and dinners, and we’ve been able to do laundry, clean ourselves up, and—far and away the most important thing—had amazing, spirit-driven conversations about our faith and beliefs.

Everything these two families do is driven and inspired by the Lord, and it is a blessing we can’t even begin to describe. Lindsie and I were afraid we’d feel empty and drained crossing the barren desert, and instead we’ve spent several days in Eureka getting as spiritually and emotionally filled as we have in any other place we’ve visited on this journey.

By the time this post goes live, we’ll already be down the road toward Ely, but we just wanted to share with everyone how incredible the Lord can be when you need provision.

Isaiah 58:11 says, “The Lord will guide you continually, giving you water when you are dry and restoring your strength. You will be like a well-watered garden, like an ever-flowing spring.”

Similarly, Paul writes to the Philippians in Philippians 4:6-7, “Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand.” Later, Paul writes in verse 19, “And this same God who takes care of me will supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesus.”

I’m not sure how many more verses could be more applicable to this situation. I’d imagine there are dozens of similar verses (and if you know of any, please add them to the comments on this post or mention them on the Facebook page so we can mark them in our Bibles), but my point is that God tells us CONSTANTLY throughout the Bible that all we need to do is ask for His help and He will provide. We mentioned that in this post about answered prayers back in California, and there have already been several other times on this journey where God has answered our prayers – as soon as we remembered to ask.

That’s what I’d encourage you to do after reading this post. Take a look at the things you do in your everyday life that worry you, wear you out, or take away from your time with the Lord, and just ask God to lift those burdens. Whether He answers your prayer in seconds like He did with us through the Smith family or He answers it weeks later, God WANTS to help those who trust in Him and ask for His help. It says so right there in the Bible. Want proof?

In the book of James (which has been one of my favorite books to read throughout this cross-country journey…take a look for yourself and you’ll see why within the first three verses), James writes in verse 5, “If you need wisdom, ask our generous God and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking.” And, like I said, there are TONS of verses that back this up completely.

Anyway, this post is getting long, but it’s hard to keep things short when God is relentlessly working miracles in your life.

We are so thankful for the Smith family and the Moon family. Like I said, the conversations have been spiritually filling, the food has been physically feeling, and the sense of peace Lindsie and I have felt in Eureka has been as emotionally filling as any place we’ve been so far. We feel so blessed to be here, and so blessed that we could share yet another incredible story from this journey.

Thanks for reading, as usual. Feel free to leave a comment of support here on the blog, over on the Facebook page, or via email. And, as always, please let us know if you have prayer requests. We have plenty of time for prayer on this walk.

We won’t have internet access for a few days on the road to Ely, so we’ll be back with another update as soon as we’re able.

-Mike and Lindsie

A Quickly Answered Prayer

For those of you who don’t know, Lindsie and I have been walking up a lot of hills the past couple of days.

See, we were going through the Sierras, and since we had to go UP the Sierras in order to get OVER the Sierras, we’ve done lots of climbing lately. And when you’re pushing a 90+ pound cart in front of you, going up mountains isn’t exactly the fun part of the journey.

Anyway, as we were getting ready to push our carts up and over the steepest part of this area, Echo Summit, we ran into our friend and cross-country walk mentor Nate Damm along Highway 50. We thought Nate had gone up and over the mountains (and Echo Summit) just like we were about to do. Our mistake was not actually asking him if he’d done that, but simply assuming that he did.

Nate quickly let us know that he had been fortunate enough to have car support for this specific leg of his journey. He had friends who would drive his cart up over major hills (like Echo Summit) and then he’d just walk up by himself, catch up to his stuff, and push it along again until the next major hill, when his car support would drive it over again. Nate also mentioned that he wouldn’t have been comfortable trying to push his cart up/along Echo Summit even if he hadn’t had car support.

Lindsie and I, unfortunately, didn’t have car support, or even any similar options, really. We hadn’t even considered car support and we were only about a half day’s walk from Echo Summit. So we were stressing a little bit.

After Nate left, we contemplated what we would do. We were pretty worn out, and we’d just found out that our strategy was shot to holes. It was getting to be early afternoon, and we both felt like the wind had been taken out of our sales.

So we prayed. We asked God to help us find a solution, and we asked him to open people’s hearts to offer us help. Lindsie went so far as to actually pray for God to send us a vehicle directly that would provide us with car support.

And, somewhat surprisingly (and at the same time not surprisingly at all), a red truck pulled up less than 5 minutes after we’d finished praying.

It belonged to Mike and Patti O’Brien, and they were wondering if we were ok. We’d been waiting in a turnoff by the side of the road for nearly an hour and a half (thanks to Lindsie’s constant desire to nap and our meeting with Nate), and they were afraid we’d broken a wheel or popped a tire.

Lindsie explained our situation. We were just hoping for someone who could drive our stuff over Echo Summit and to the KOA Campground on the other side so we wouldn’t have to push it over ourselves.

Our jaws dropped when Mike and Patti said they’d be happy to help us out. And help us they did. We loaded up the carts, drove them to the KOA, and then they dropped us back off where we’d started from so we wouldn’t have to skip even a single step on our walk.

We could write pages about how thankful we are for Mike and Patti’s generosity and eagerness to help. They certainly deserve it. But at the same time, we want to make sure God gets as much credit as possible. One minute we’re sitting on the side of the road, feeling like we’ll never find a safe and clear cut way to make it over Echo Summit, and the next minute, after a heartfelt prayer, we find ourselves with road angels pulling up to help us.

It’s amazing what happens when you ask God for help. No matter the size and scope of the help you need, God will provide it one way or another if you just ask. We’ve seen it happen multiple times on this trip, and we’re only 3 weeks in. We can’t wait to see the other ways God jumps in and takes charge for us when we need Him most. It seems like he’s just up there in heaven waiting for us to ask.

In fact, Matthew 7:7 essentially says the same thing:

Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks, receives. Everyone who seeks, finds. And to everyone who knocks, the door will be opened.

Matthew 21:22 says,

You can pray for anything, and if you have faith, you will receive it.

And finally, John 14:13-14 says,

You can ask for anything in my name, and I will do it, so that the Son can bring glory to the Father. Yes, ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it!

If that’s not reassuring, we don’t know what is.

So what is it that you need help with in your own life? Have you prayed about it yet? If not, we encourage you to give it a try. If you have prayed about it, we encourage you to keep praying. God works wonders when you just let him. Also, let us know if we can be praying for you, either through a comment on the blog or through an email if it’s something more personal. We have hours (and hours and hours) of walking with not much else to do, so we’re happy to pray if you have any prayer requests.

It’s the least we can do after all of the encouragement and support we’ve received.

Thanks so much, everyone, and we look forward to sharing more news with you soon.

-Mike and Linds

Trying To Catch Up In California (Part 1 of 2)

We’ve gotta admit, sometimes writing these blog posts can be a daunting task. It’s not that we’re not excited about writing them—it’s that so much happens between each post that it’s hard to put it all down into words. But we will continue to do our best nonetheless.

After leaving the awesome gymnasium of the Seventh-Day Adventist Church in Camino, CA, we journeyed over to Pollock Pines, CA. Thanks to our friend Barbara from Foothills United Methodist Church in Rescue, CA, we made a connection with John Blank from Pollock Pines Community Church  who offered to let us stay the night there in Pollock Pines.

We got there on Friday afternoon and were excited to find out that the church puts on a meal every Friday—which they’ve been doing for over 21 years—for anyone and everyone in the area who might need and want a tasty meal. While we waited for dinner, Linds and I were able to catch up on our blog and Facebook posts (and—more importantly for Lindsie—catch up on sleep).
Once dinner had ended, John came by to pick us up. He and his wife, Pam, actually wanted us to come stay at their house so we could take a much-needed shower, sleep in a comfortable bed, and grab breakfast in the morning.Then, at dinner time, Lindsie and I had our first sort of presentation/interview in front of a larger group of people. Pollock Pines Community Church Pastor Dave Morrison (who was actually retiring the following Sunday, interestingly enough) typically shares some scripture before dinner is served, and he was kind enough to call us up to share our story, ask us some questions, and tell the dinner guests about our adventure. Then, when we were finished, he gave us a very unique New Testament Bible that he had been given over 30 years ago which we were incredibly thankful for.

Basically, the stay was incredible, and we were blessed to have had the Blanks extend so much kindness to us.We arrived at their house and were blown away. For starters, we were blown away because the house was gorgeous, and we found out that John had actually designed the house himself. Keep in mind, he’s not an architect. But, professional architect or not, the house was, as mentioned, GORGEOUS. Then, we were treated to seeing some of Pam’s amazing paintings. Similar to how John isn’t a professional architect but designed a ridiculously cool house, Pam isn’t a professional painter but paints ridiculously beautiful paintings. After the tour and some conversation, we slept like rocks and they gave us breakfast and prayed with us in the morning.

From Pollock Pines, we headed along Highway 50 toward Kyburz, CA, which is so small that the sign hanging on the main building says “Welcome to Pollock Pines. Now leaving Pollock Pines.” About 2 miles before we got there (and after 17.5 miles of walking for that day), we decided to set up at Sand Flat Campground. It was by the river, which was nice, and I got in the river, which was less nice because it was very cold water. Lindsie did enjoy videoing it though, so we’ll embed that video as well just in case anybody else enjoys watching it.

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Before we get too far along, we do have one thing to mention. Before arriving at the campground, we met an awesome guy named Kevin Lindholm. Kevin was taking his son and his son’s friend fishing in the American River, which pretty much follows all along the road we’re traveling on. He saw us and struck up a conversation (we’re hard to miss with our bright yellow safety vests, big blue push carts, and adorably cute dog).

When we explained to Kevin why we were walking, he was just astounded and inspired, and his excitement was contagious. Lindsie and I found ourselves feeling even more passionate about this journey when we saw Kevin’s reaction to what we were doing and why. Kevin mentioned that he’d offer us a ride but his car wouldn’t have room, and we had to explain that our goal is to walk the entire journey step-by-step. Then Kevin went above and beyond and asked if there was anything at the store he could drive down and grab for us. Keep in mind that Kevin had just arrived to this spot in the river to take two kids fishing and was willing to pack them and their gear back up, turn around, and drive 20-ish miles (each way) to get us something from the store if we’d needed it.

Even though we didn’t need anything, we were absolutely, 100% blown away by Kevin’s willingness to offer help. It’s people like him who make us so thankful that we’re doing this walk. Even though he wouldn’t have gotten anything out of it (at least, from our perspective), he was ready to go WAY out of his way to help us out. He also spread the word by telling his church about us and our mission. I wish there were other ways for me to talk about how thankful we were for running into Kevin. His excitement was encouraging and motivating, and generally just a reminder of why we’re glad we’re making this journey.

In the interest of keeping this post at least a little bit short, I’m going to cut it off here for now. We’re still not really caught up to our current location, blog-wise, but we should be covered by the next post or two down the line (I hope). Future posts will include answered prayers, beautiful views, and fireworks.Anyway, we left the aforementioned campground in the morning and continued heading toward South Lake Tahoe, which was just around the corner.

Thanks for reading and thanks for encouraging us with prayers and words of support in blog comments and on the Facebook page. Hooray adventure!

Today’s The Day!

Thanks to Lindsie’s incredible parents, we’ve been able to spend the past two days doing some sightseeing in San Francisco. We’ll upload some of the sweet pictures Lindsie took (and a quick video that we shot yesterday) so you can see what we saw.

The good news is that it’s now official: the walk starts today (Tuesday, June 12th). We’ll have more info & updates for you soon, but we wanted to post a quick heads up for now. (Plus, I just wanted to share some of Lindsie’s awesome photos.)

We’ll be walking by about 1:00 this afternoon, and we’ll be on the road for a year, so feel free to say some prayers and leave some words of encouragement in the comments section (or over on the Facebook page).

Thanks for all of the amazing support so far. We can’t wait to see what God shows us/teaches us/provides for us in the next year.

-Mike (and Linds)

God cares about the little things…

This is a story about how God takes care of us, no matter how dire a situation might seem.

Here’s the background info: Last week, Lindsie and I had been frantically packing as we prepared for this walk across the country. We’d gotten 90% of our stuff into a storage unit, but we knew there was one thing we wouldn’t be able to store: our gigantic, very heavy, hand-me-down sectional couch that had been in my family for 12+ years now.

Knowing we wouldn’t be able to store it, we wanted to at least find a good home for it. We don’t have any friends in need of a couch, so we took the next best step and tried to drop it off at a thrift store, hoping someone could then buy it cheap and use it as thoroughly as we did.

After desperately trying to acquire a truck to move this massive couch, we finally got one last Tuesday night. Lindsie and I had exactly 5 hours to pick up the truck, move the couch OUT of our home, load it onto the truck, drop it off at a thrift store, and return it to its owner…all by ourselves.

Unfortunately, we were met with bad news. No thrift stores would take it because of ONE small tear in ONE seat cushion. So we figured we’d take it to a dump. It was now about 7:30 pm, which meant we only had 2.5 hours to get the couch dumped and the truck returned. It also meant that the dump was closed for the night.

Feeling very defeated, and not sure where we would put this gigantic couch of ours (we weren’t dragging it back inside, and we essentially had to be moved out of our apartment entirely by the following day), we decided to focus on moving other large things with the truck while we still had time. Lindsie and I both said a quick prayer asking that God would help us get rid of it. We didn’t think we could deal with the burden of having to re-acquire a truck and try this all over again the next day. We were reaching our desperation point, to say the least.

Just before we left to move the other items, I suggested we put up a “FREE COUCH” sign next to our burdensome couch. You know, just in case. As we were putting the sign in place (as in, literally setting it down next to the couch), a couple that happened to be walking through the alley next to our place saw the couch and said, “Free couch? We’d love to take it, but we don’t have any way to move it.” I looked up, amazed at the convenient timing and said, “We’ll drop it off for you. Whatever you need. We just have to get rid of it before 10 o’clock tonight.”

“Well I’ve gotta call my buddy to make sure we can take it, so I’ll let you know when I talk to him.”

We exchanged numbers. About 2 hours passed. It was 9:30 and we only had about 20-ish minutes to load the coach and move it wherever this guy needed it delivered. IF he even ended up taking it in the first place.

Then, at 9:35, the guy called me and said they could take it. We just had to drop it off. After saying a quick prayer of thanks, we loaded it up. As an added blessing, their house was only about a block away from us. After a quick unloading (and a nearly-destroyed back), we returned the truck around 9:52 pm, with 8 minutes to spare.

The point of this story is simple: even in our greatest moment of desperation—a desperation you might not understand from simply reading this story, but would definitely understand if you’d been there with us as we met with defeat over and over throughout the night—God was watching out for us.

Who knows what would’ve happened if we’d asked Him for help sooner? We might’ve gotten the couch off our hands in a matter of minutes. But either way, the fact that things aligned so perfectly is far too convenient to be coincidence.

For starters, we almost didn’t even put the “FREE COUCH” sign up. Then, if we’d put it up either 3 minutes sooner or 3 minutes later, we would’ve missed the people walking by entirely. And if they’d walked by without us there, they wouldn’t have offered to take it because they wouldn’t have had a truck to pick it up. It just so happened that they were walking by RIGHT when I was able to tell them that we would drop off the couch for them. Then, they were finally able to take it off our hands just MINUTES before we had to return the truck to its owner.

All in all, it’s too incredible to be coincidence as far as we’re concerned.

God is pretty amazing. Especially when you just trust Him to be amazing for you.

As a quick update, we’re in South Dakota, preparing for our walk. Ten days from now, it begins. Crazy, right?

We’ll have more news and updates soon.

-Mike

God Has The Power

Sometimes you get news that breaks your heart. And while I’m not at a point where I’m able to talk about that news (due to the privacy of the other people involved), the bad news I received made me do a lot of thinking.

What I realized was that, two or three years ago, the news I’m talking about would have completely thrown my world off its axis. Despair would’ve taken over. I would have panicked and I would have ultimately spent at least a few nights contemplating the negatives of the situation and getting just about no sleep while I worried.

But as I’ve grown in my walk with Christ over the past year and a half, I’ve really started to realize how powerful His peace can be in my life. When I got that bad news a few days ago, my first reaction wasn’t despair or sadness. The feeling I felt instead was immediate hope and resolve. I knew that my first step had to be prayer and positivity, not negativity and panic. I never once asked God “Why?!”, but instead focused my attention on asking God for His healing and blessings on everyone involved.

It’s incredible what freedom we have in God. Every day, life presents us with circumstances that require a reaction. How we choose to react is a direct reflection of the faith we have in Him. You’re not wrong to feel despair when you receive heartbreaking news. But you are wrong if you feel like a situation is hopeless and God doesn’t have the power to turn it into something positive.

He does.

So stay positive. Trust in His plan. Believe  in His unending grace. There’s more power in that grace than any other force in the universe. And if you need prayer, don’t forget to visit Lindsie’s new Facebook group “The Altar” and let us know. Lots of praying going on over there, and we’d love to have you in our prayers too.

-Mike

Photo by Evan Courtney. Thanks!

Is God’s Cell Phone on Vibrate?

I’m reading a book called “My Utmost For His Highest.” It’s supposed to be a daily devotional thing, but I read it in chunks of like, 8 days at a time. Anyway, Oswald Chambers is the author and he brings up a lot of interesting points throughout. Most I agree with, some I don’t, but it’s all thought-provoking either way.

One of the random things he talks about is from a verse in Isaiah (Isaiah 40:26, to be exact) that reads:

Look up into the heavens.
Who created all the stars?
He brings them out like an army, one after another,
calling each by its name.
Because of his great power and incomparable strength,
not a single one is missing.

In the discussion element of this devotional, Chambers writes, “One of the reasons for our sense of futility in prayer is that we have lost our power to visualize. We can no longer even imagine putting ourselves deliberately before God.”

So here’s my question for all of us – myself very much included: When we’re praying, do we truly visualize ourselves standing (or bowing) before God? Or do we simply feel like we’re in a dark room, calling out to Him with the hope He’s hearing us? Because that happens to me, and my guess is that it might have happened to you once or twice as well.

But this is the thing to keep in mind: He’s always hearing us. He’s always there. As Hebrews 13:5b tells us, “God has said, ‘Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.’” Instead of talking to God as a friend, we call out to Him as if He can’t hear us or something. When really, that’s like desperately calling out to someone who is sitting next to you on the couch. They’re right there. There’s no need to panic.

From here on out, I hope you can try to treat prayer as if you are always in God’s presence. Because you are. He’s listening and waiting to hear from you. It’s not like He’s out of the house and you have to leave a message hoping He’ll call you back later. It’s not like He’s not out and about, not noticing his cell phone vibrating when you try to get in touch with him.

God is right there with you. Always.

{mike}

Photo by Oracio Alvarado. Thanks Oracio!