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"Talk to Bob Ministries" - The man who talked with God!

Bob's Answers Questions It's Quite Simple Miracles Bone Pickin'

Get Over It! The Devil's Tackle Box Here's A Story for ya A Question of Trust

Roadblocks to Christ I'll Buy That! Pamphlets! I've been Fleeced!

Foundation of the World! End of the World! "God's Holy Word"

By an Inch or a Mile - - Loneliness the silent killer - Temples of Doom

and the Trail of Crumbs - A Car too Far - -

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Bob's Answers to commonly asked questions:

1. Does God love me? Answer. Yes.

John 3:16; For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

2. Can I attain eternal Life? Answer. Yes.

Acts 16:30b,31; Sirs, what must I do to be saved? And they said, Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved, and thy house.

3. How big is Heaven? Answer. Obviously, if God is infinite, and He fills all things, Heaven must be infinite. Those that go to Heaven will not be limited in their ability to travel as we now are on this tiny blue ball called earth. And where ever you go, God will be with you. Just think what people are giving up to do their own thing now.

I Corinthians 2:9; But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him.

4. What is unconditional love? Answer. Only God can truly give you unconditional(no performance limitations) love. He will not abandon us if we don't live up to earthly "expectations". He loves us as we are, fat or skinny, smart or stupid, beautiful or ugly, lazy or industrious. Of course He knows that we can always improve, and He urges us in that direction, for our comfort. How comforting is the fact that someone will always love us no matter what. Many people are born into such earthly relationships, but they are fleeting. Do not dispare, when you give your life to God, He will never leave you. He is always looking to our best interests.

Hebrews 13:5b; for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. Jeremiah 31:3b; Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee. John 8:32; And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free. Romans 8:28; And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. I Thessalonians 5:18; In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.

5. Why are believers called Pilgrims? Answer. Pilgrim; one who journeys in alien lands. When one is on a pilgrimage, it seems to me that you should take with you only the things that are necessary for the trip. Likewise, on our journey through life, should a true believer get involved with the lusts of this world, namely the lust for power, money, and possessions. It is certain that we cannot take anything with us, so we should be concentrating on the things that promote the Kingdom of God, such as mercy, lovingkindness, and godliness. This doesn't mean God wants us to live like paupers. On the contrary, He wants us to live in peace and rest, looking forward to the great day of His return.

II Corinthians 5:20a; Now then we are ambassadors for Christ,. Hebrews 11:13b; and confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth. I Peter 2:11; Dearly beloved, I beseech you as stangers and pilgrims, abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul;. I Timothy 6:5,6,7,8; Perverse disputings of men of corrupt minds, and destitute of the truth, supposing that gain is godliness: from such withdraw thyself. But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. And having food and raiment let us be therewith content. II Timothy 2:4; No man that warreth entangleth himself with the affairs of this life; that he may please him who hath chosen him to be a soldier.

6. What is Bliss? Answer. In the dictionary; complete happiness, paradise, heaven.

Psalms 144:15b; yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD. Psalms 146:5,6,7,8,9; Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the LORD his God: Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth truth for ever: Which executeth judgement for the oppressed: which giveth food to the hungry. The LORD looseth the prisoners: The LORD openeth the eyes of the blind: the LORD raiseth them that are bowed down: the LORD loveth the righteous: The LORD preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down. Romans 14:22; Hast thou faith? have it to thyself before God. Happy is he that condemneth not himself in that thing which he alloweth. James 5:11a; Behold, we count them happy which endure. I Peter 3:14a; But and if ye suffer for righteousness' sake, happy are ye:

7. Why does God allow accidents? Answer. If a person were perfect, there would be no need for God to permit accidents(think of them as a Divine spanking) to happen in our lives. But since we are not, and most of us are hell bent for leather to do things our way, God in His infinite mercy and love, corrects us. If God left us in this life of sin we were born into without slowing us down, getting our attention, changing our direction, taking away destructive things or actions, or stopping us outright, we would destroy ourselves. If we are open to the truth and want to change, although painful(either physically or emotionally), mishaps can be a cleansing act. Maybe we are heading down the wrong path, holding onto earthly things as God substitutes, going to fast, hanging on to an addiction, going to commit an act that could hurt us or others, or in general, heading away from a loving and trusting relationship with God. It has been my experience that God always has a lesson in the misfortune of our lives. His ultimate purpose is to bring us into a complete relationship with Him, heading us in the right direction where our all in all is Him. If He left us in a life of deception, what sort of love would that be? Think of the Titanic and all the loving care and design that went into her and her ultimate fate. The captain was warned of icebergs ahead many times by other ships in the area, but ignored their warnings. As a matter of fact, the ship's speed was increased as the voyage progressed, because they wanted to set a new Atlantic crossing record. This beautiful ship was destroyed and many passengers died as a result. Think of all the man hours of work and materials that were lost forever because of a failure to heed warnings. This too can happen in our lives if we fail to heed God's warnings. No matter how we scheme and plan to establish our own kingdoms on earth, without God's direction, we are doomed. Seek God. He wants us to live a quiet, peaceful life, if we will stand corrected. If not, judgement and punishment await us.

Proverbs 16:18 - Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.

Proverbs 3:11,12 - My son, despise not the chastening of the LORD; neither be weary of his correction: For whom the LORD loveth he correcteth; even as a father the son in whom he delighteth.

Proverbs 15:10 - Correction is grievous unto him that forsaketh the way: and he that hateth reproof shall die.

8. How long would Jesus have lived as a man in His physical body if He had not died on the Cross? Answer. He would have lived forever. He was without sin and was the second Adam. Adam would have lived forever if he had not disobeyed God. But if Jesus had not sacrificed His life on the Cross, those that believed in Him could not go to heaven and be with God forever. Thank you Jesus.

9. What is the secret of happiness? Answer. A relationship with God through forgiveness. Just as the world seeks for a debt free condition and financial freedom in the physical realm, our souls seek to be debt free spiritually. We think that if we could only have all our bills paid off, and have enough money to meet our needs, we would be happy. This is an impossible condition as we are always coming up with something else we just have to have to complete our happiness. The solution is spiritual. When Adam disobeyed God in the Garden of Eden, he placed upon our shoulders a debt of sin. This has been handed down to all generations. The only way of lifting this unbearable burden is through God's forgiveness. This is why Christ became a man and died in our place to buy our forgiveness. Accept Christ and be set free. He is the Answer. God died on the Cross, suffered separation from the Father, and went to Hell. His resurrection from the dead ensured our rebirth in Christ and a forgiven state. Christ himself was guilty of nothing. He was the second Adam, able to pay our debt to the fullest. He was a perfect Man and we can be made perfect in Him. Trust in the Lord Jesus Christ today and be set free.

I Kings 8:46(excerpt) - (for there is no man that sinneth not,)

I John 1:9 - If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

Romans 5:12 - Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned:

Matthew 18:27 - Then the lord of that servant was moved with compassion, and loosed him, and forgave him the debt.

I Corinthians 15:22 - For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive.

Psalm 144:15 - Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.

Isaiah 59:2 - But your iniquities have separated between you and your God, and your sins have hid his face from you, that he will not hear.

I Corinthians 15:45 - And so it is written, The first man Adam was made a living soul; the last Adam was made a quickening spirit.

II Corinthians 6:18 - And will be a Father unto you, and ye shall be my sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty.

Job 5:17 - Behold, happy is the man whom God correcteth: therefore dispise not thou the chastening of the Almighty:

10. Why is the theory of evolution so popular? Answer. Evolution is based in pride. Top of the heap, survival of the fittest, to the winner go the spoils attitude and rightly so say the strong, thinking they are better than others. They have evolved more than the rest and now are entitled to lead to the next level. That is why some futuristic movies, such as Contact(Carl Sagan's idea of where man is headed), depict an alien race with a higher level of morals, having escaped the violence and obtained God like attributes, becoming a benevolent society which we someday, will evolve into. Reality is the complete opposite. We were created perfect and have degenerated into a violent, selfish, prideful existence which must be eradicated. Those that have realized this, repented of their sin, and accepted God's plan, will be changed into beings like him at his coming. Left to himself, man is destined to destroy himself and the planet. Thank God He has another plan, man's salvation through Jesus Christ.

Titus 2:12,13,14,15 - Teaching us that, denying ungodliness and worldly lusts, we should live soberly, righteously, and godly, in this present world; Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ; Who gave himself for us, that he might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a peculiar people, zealous of good works. These things speak, and exhort, and rebuke with all authority. Let no man despise thee.

Romans 1:25 - Who changed the truth of God into a lie, and worshipped and served the creature more than the Creator, who is blessed for ever. Amen.

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It's Quite Simple:

1: There are only two kinds of people in the World, those that are going to Heaven and them that are going to Hell.

2: Remember, the end of the World for you is but a heartbeat away.

3: There are only two kinds of people in the world, those that keep the law, and those that break the law.

4: Trying to get to Heaven (walk the narrow path) on your own is like crossing a 1000 mile field full of land mines (one every square foot) in the dark (without gitten blowed up).

5: A drop of water in the Oceans cannot compare to your Life and Eternity.

6: Depression stems from not realizing that You are unconditionally loved. Update 08.08.17 - Listening to a Preacher (Bob George) on the radio (KARI) talk to a woman about depression, he said that depression stems from unrealizable expectations and misplaced dependences. This brings about fear, which brings about anger in conjunction with self pity. Wow. Very intuitive. Thanks Bob George.

7: The wounds of life are healed by time, love, and forgiveness until the scars are only reminders of our fallibility.

8: Trying to get to Heaven by good works is like trying to swim from New York to Calcutta on your own.

9: Accept, because this is God's perfect will for your life. Nothing could have been added to it and nothing could have been taken away from it.

10: Live in the present, plan for the future, and learn from the past.

11: Make a name for yourself and it might last a lifetime; make a name for God and it will last for an eternity.

12: He who gives up what he cannot keep for something he can, is a wise man. Those who seek the things of this world, must leave them at death; those who seek God, will meet Him at death, to be with Him for eternity.

13: We have been entrusted with a little power while on earth; use it wisely. The owner of all power is watching.

14: The Devil becomes a thief, when his lies steal our peace and joy.

15: There are only two kinds of people on earth, Jews(God's chosen People), and Gentiles(the rest of us). Praise God that all those that believe may be saved by faith in Christ Jesus( The Messiah)!

16: There are only two kinds of people in the world, those that listen to good advice and them that don't.

17: Party on dude, if this life is all you ever want to have.

18: Behave yourself and God will Bless you, for this is His desire.

19: There are only two kinds of men in the world, the carnal man who fears he will miss out on something in this world and the man of God who is looking forward to the next world.

20: God invented scars as a reminder of our mistakes so that we would not repeat them.

21: Better a room full of shattered glass than a life lived in the darkness of arrogance and pride.

22: When your lying on the mat, remember, pride put you there and rebellion will keep you down.

23: Putting your complete trust in God will eliminate the fear in your life.

24: Suffering is necessary to bring us to repentance.

25: There is a fine line between trusting God and tempting God; walking that line is a narrow path.

26: You can go through life thinking your on top of things and owe no one anything, but there is one debt you can never repay. Jesus paid for your sin on the cross and has offered eternal life to you as a gift; take it or leave it.

27: Nothing bad(as the world sees it) can or has happened to a child of God, as the Bible says that "all" things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28

28: A coffin is put together one nail at a time. By one choice at a time, people choose their ultimate destiny.

29: A life without God is like walking toward a cliff; everything seems fine until you fall over the edge into the abyss.

30: God is not in the business of promoting our illusion of self image; it is we that desire earthly kingdoms. His desire is for us to share His glory and His kingdom.

31: If God wants you to have it, there is no striving.

32: Sooner or later your hectic, go get them life will slow down. You never see a hearse speeding to the cemetery and the roses you won't be smelling will be on top of your casket.

33: Most people are more interested in feathering their own nests than in seeking the truth.

34: If man does not destroy all the fissionable material in the world and get completely out of the nuclear energy field, it is inevitable that man will be involved in a nuclear holocaust.

35: Experience is knowing when your making the same mistake for the second time.

36: Success is doing the best you can for that day, and living with the results.

37: God doesn't need our help, we need His.

38: If God is doing it, you don't have to hang on, just enjoy the ride.

39: Nobody's gettin' away with anything. Relax, God is the Judge.

40: No matter how fast your lifestyle is, it is a certainty that the hearse you take your last ride in will not be weaving in and out of traffic and speeding on it's way to the cemetery.

41: If you don't put a hook in the water, you'll never catch a fish. God can and will send the right fish.

42: The same sun that softens wax, hardens clay.

43: In order to get rid of the smell of manure in your life, you have to stop living in a barn yard with animals.

44: Every man has a woman that wants him to love her more than he can supply.

45: You can't have your pride, and swallow it too.

46: Guilt, the gift that keeps on giving and giving.

47: If you want to be humble, expect to be humiliated once in a while.

48: Churches attract those who believe they must help God in saving the lost, thus adding their misguided leadership to the list of garbage that a true believer must sort through in order to have peace in God.

49: Resist the devil and he will flee, resist God and you will die alone.

50: Men are motivated by Godliness, selfishness, or a combination thereof.

51: The more that you can take (bear) , the more that can be taken from (happen to) you.

52: A man's heart is revealed by his actions.

53: There is only One "I AM". Everyone and everything else is in constant change.

54: A lot people go to church to strut their stuff, earthly and spiritual.

55: Our lives are like motor boat wakes. The larger the boat, the larger the wake, but all disappear after a few moments.

56: Most people are "Home Ice People". They don't do too well outside their own little skating rink.

57: Axes come and go, but the grinding wheel stays. People live and die, but the conditions of life continue from generation to generation. Those that break and ask for mercy shall live on forever.

58: Corporations treat people like toilet paper. They use them all up, change the roll for a new one, then throw away what's left.

59: The World(those in control, aka, satan's helpers) does not want you to succeed or be well. They like playing god to an audience.

60: God the Redeemer wants you to be well and succeed, but not to your hurt.

61: If you are not worshipping The Creator, you are worshipping creation.

62: The philosophical thinker Friedrich Nietzsche opines that, "Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you."

63: "Our Father deals with his children as gently as he can or as harshly as he must." Dr. Jim Denison

64: Good thing God left us a Bible. I wouldn't know what to tell people.

65: Most people want to be heard, but few want to listen.

66: People aren't looking for the Truth, they're looking for their truth.

67: The people of this world are in a hurry. Be still and know God.

68: Those that stand for nothing, fall for anything(Dr. McGee).

69: Your Mission in Life is to find your Maker. How's it going?

70: If you tell a lie long enough, people will begin to believe it.

71: I talk to my invisible Friend all the time. People would begin to wonder if it was out loud.

72: The devil's goal is for you to curse God and die. (Job's wife's advice to him, by the way)

73: The hardest thing you'll ever do is live in this world and love God.

74: Which road are you on, worldly or Godly? You can tell by your exhaust.

75: Loneliness can kill you deader than a 44 magnum(John Wintergreen in The Movie, Electra Glide in Blue). Get the Spirit.

76: Be careful not to worship Perfection in Possessions and Performance. Only the One True God is Perfect.

77: Sometimes God's will requires short term pain for long term gain.

78: If I could just change that, all would be well. Not true. Keep your eye on the ball, eternal life with God's reward, Himself.

79: Don't worry what people think of you. Know God loves you. Stop beating yourself up.

80: False prophets line their pockets.

81: Every life is a march from innocence, through temptation, to virtue or vice, says Lyman Abbott.

82: There is only One sure anchor for your soul, Jesus Christ. Trust in Him, He is the Rock.

83: There are not too many places an old man and two dogs can't go.

84: Seen on a bumper sticker; When you think your perfect, try walking on water.

85: The Devil, zero; The Lord, won.

86: Denzel says - You won't see any U-Hauls behind a Hearse.

87: As Henry Ward Beecher observed, "Happiness is not the end of life; character is."

88: He who puts out fires could get burned.

89: And now, for something completely different.

90: If Eternal Life is a real possibility, why would you not spend yours seeking it?

91: Dr. Jim says "The urgent is seldom significant, and the significant is seldom urgent.

92: And again "Nothing seems less relevant to our secular culture than preparing for eternity. But on the day we die and go to Jesus or he comes for us, nothing will be more relevant. Dr. Jim Denison

93: The only anchor for your soul should be Jesus. All else is shifting sand.

94: Chase your shadow, find shallow enrichment and death; follow God(The Light) and find fulfillment, redemption, with prosperity following(your shadow).

95: There is no reasoning with a fool.

96: This World is a lot like a Fish Market. There is a lot of FISH SELling going on, lol.

97: The Affairs of this World are similar, ha ha.

98: The Problems of this World are unsolvable by men. Neither were they made to be.

99: Worldly Wisdom wants to know what stocks to buy or sell during the Apocalypse!

100: It is human nature to see all the problems around us, in the world and others, to avoid seeing our own. We need fixing. There lies the rub.

101: We are what we think. Stop focusing on the negative(Bad thoughts of others and revenge), see the good around us, be ready to help those that ask of you.

102: A dog may be man's best friend, but have you ever seen one give it's owner a tasty morsel, lol? So goes it with the world.

103: There are only two actions of men. Pointing to Christ, or leading astray, Selah.

104: Everybody's gone surfing, surfing USA. Right. Anything but Jesus.

105: "When the going gets tough, The Tough get going". Exactly. The only way to get tough is to tough it out. Resist and win.

106: When all our differences are put aside, Jesus becomes the common denominator.

107: The American way is not God's way. Pursue God, not happiness, which is a byproduct of knowing God.

108: If everybody is doing it, maybe that's the wide path?

109: We should act, not react to the world around us. Enjoy the moment.

110: In Running on Empty, Fil Anderson quotes an older pastor who advises us, "Be who you is, 'cause if you ain't who you is, you is who you ain't."

111: "Fake it 'till you make it" is the deceptive advice of a deceived culture. Thanks Dr. Jim

112: Telling someone the Truth many not have the desired result.

113: Predestination does not mean you are off the hook in following your Bliss.

114: Grandchildren have only one problem. They have kooky parents.

115: The thing about the Truth is, it doesn't need a defense.

116: Having trouble with the kids, plead the Fifth, Commandment that is!

117: For their own protection, some people must live in a bubble, if you know what I mean?

118: Still, after all these years, one of the hardest things for me to do is read my Bible in the morning (2 chapters in the Old Testament, two chapters in the New).

119: Those that are making a profit off destroying the earth will find the cost of it may be their souls.

120: If you hadn't noticed, it is white people, more accurately Europeans and their descendants, who have and are systematically destroying the Planet.

121: People do what they want to do, rather than what they should.

122: If you are looking to make a name for yourself in this world, you may find that you will have to sell your soul to do so, Selah.

123: According to C. S. Lewis, a Christian "does not think God will love us because we are good, but that God will make us good because He loves us; just as the roof of a greenhouse does not attract the sun because it is bright, but becomes bright because the sun shines on it."

124: If you want to do more for God, be prepared to be broken. God needs a fresh canvas on which to paint His masterpiece.

125: If you won't do the little things, why should God give you the big things to do?

126: Billy Sunday was right: "One reason sin flourishes is that it is treated like a cream puff instead of a rattlesnake."

127: A famous rabbi lived very simply, inhabiting a small hut with only a cot, desk, chair, and lamp for furnishings.

An American tourist came to visit the rabbi and commented on his sparse lifestyle.

The rabbi replied to the tourist, "I don't see many possessions with you today."

The tourist explained, "But I'm only passing through."

The rabbi said, "So am I.

128: Some TV Evangelists promise to wash your souls but instead, Clean Your Pockets.

129: If you are honest with yourself, a genuine search for truth will end in Jesus.

130: If you believe your rewards are here on earth, will there be one waiting for you in heaven?

131: The natural man in thinking of God, thinks in the physical, making the objects of his affection, God, thus having subliminal control.

132: Our free will is God's predestination. There's a mind warp for yah!

133: Like a tanker truck without baffles, so goes the sloshing of the sinner.

134: The Devil is a crafter, The Lord is his Master.

135: We don't break the 10 Commandments, they brake us. (Al Lazerte)

136: Just remember, when Satan is accusing you, we were chosen in Love before the foundation of the world.

137: The nonbeliever is content in his conceit, whereas the believer is happy being of contrite spirit.

138: May The Lord be with you.

139: Most people figure you have to be a Biker to be on the road to Hell, but the truth be known, everyone without Jesus is on that road, rich or poor, young or old, biker or bum. No exceptions.

140: The whole World lies in wickedness. Therefore all the worldly activities of men are wicked, ie, all sports, clubs, organizations, etc. Come out from among them says the Lord.

141: Cast not your pearls before swine. Don't kick hornet's nests and you won't be stung. Too much light may blind the seer, thus prompting him to slam the door. Speak as led by the Holy Spirit.

142: There is no possibility of winning if you quit the game. Keep on trucking.

143: If you are slip sliding away, try some salt(Word of the Lord). This should melt the ice and give you some traction.

144: Don't make your bed with the wicked. If your object is to save them, you must be in Christ's boat, not in the sinking boat with them. You may end up going down as.well.

145: It is not God's will that we be paupers all our lives, but that through Faith and Patience we inherit the Promises.

146: God's Will provides a Path, man's will makes a path. The key to Life is determining which is which.


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Bob tells of some Miracles God has performed in his life as a Christian: Taking it for granted that becoming a Christian is a miracle(supernatural act of God), I will attempt to describe three separate acts of Divine Providence that have occured during my walk with God.

1. I really enjoy walking. I usually average 20 miles a week. Several years ago, an old motorcycle injury came to haunt me, and threaten to hamper my enjoyment of walking. When I was in my early thirties(I was born in 1948, you do the math), I was preparing to ride in a cross country motorcycle race in Vernon, British Columbia, and injured my left knee. I had just unloaded my bike(a Suzuki PE 250) from my van and was taking a short warmup ride without paying to much attention to the terrain, when I saw this little bank ahead(possibly six feet in height) and thought I would just kinda slide over the top and skid down it, no problem. Wrong. The bank had an undercut and I went over the bars and the bike landed on me, with my left leg pinned underneath me. I still raced(which probably made a bad situation worse) but had to quit because of the pain in my left knee. Well the Doctor said I had damaged a ligament, and put a cast on my left leg, supposedly for six weeks. Well that lasted about a week, and I took the cast off myself. The knee felt pretty good and never bothered me. During my night shifts at the Jail, it would sometimes click when I made an about face at the end of the tiers while doing checks, but there was no pain. I made three trips to the Grand Canyon over the years, and walked to the bottom and out(17 to 20 miles, depending if you got a ride from the campground or not) without a hitch until the last time in the early nineties. When I reached the rim of the canyon, I could still go up, but it was impossible to go downhill, the pain was so severe. This condition went away with time but came back in the late nineties during walks from my house(in the hills) to my wife's job(about 6 to 11 miles depending on my route), where I'd meet her for lunch. I had what you call down hill knee. Sometimes the pain was fairly severe and I would have to take it easy going downhill(sideways, that sort of thing). I figured my walking days were coming to an end in my early Fifties and I wasn't a happy camper. At one point, I just said the heck with it, I'm walking(I was usually good for the first day, but on the second day my knee was to sore to make another trip) today whether it hurts or not. I sort of stumped my way(stiff legged it) down the hills and made the trip. The next day, I should have been in big pain, but I had no pain at all. I couldn't believe it. I went up and down hills like a trooper after that without a hitch. Sometimes if I ran down hill I would feel a little pain, but this went away. I,m still hoofin'er as we speak(May, 2003) and gettin' ready to hike the Grand Canyon again this fall with one of my sons, if everything works out. I've moved to a place down by the river and have a whole new route to walk. If I go the long way, it's 17 miles with, I'd say a 1500 foot climb and descent. No problem! I believe God performed a Miracle and healed my knee. What other explanation is there. It had been getting progressively worse and now it's healed. Praise the LORD!!!

2. I have always had excellent eyesight all my life until the mid-90's. I rode motorcycles, flew airplanes, and enjoyed a life without glasses(thank you Jesus). In 1993, I was put into an area at work which required me to use a computor terminal for up to 11 hrs. a day. This area also contained other terminals and monitors for a total of nearly 13, with VCR's and other electronic equipment. In this electromagnetic soup can, my eyes gradually deteriorated over the years until I even needed glasses to drive my car. Also my eyes would fatigue while I was driving and I would have to wear them to see my speedo and the road signs clearly. Understand that before this, I could even see the dust particles on the face of the speedo. Needless to say I was becoming increasingly worried about going blind. I would say that this culminated in 1999(51 yrs. old), and I though I would be blind by the time I was 60 yrs. old. In January of 2001, I was moved to an area without monitors(a unit housing inmates), except for the computor used to communicate with, and my eyes got a rest. That same year, I decided to stop drinking diet pop(my friend had told me for several years that the aspartame was bad for you) and any thing with caffeine. Believe it or not, the bones in my legs ached for almost a week. Almost immediately, my eyesight began to improve, and by the time I went in to get new glasses(May), the Doctor only gave me a prescription for reading, even though I had progressives made. My old glasses had an element for distance and reading. This was a different Doctor than before and I think he was a little out on his prescription as I had to use my old glasses for driving as my eyes still fatigued after an hour or so of driving. I had started using glasses at the age of 42 yrs.(normal they tell me) for reading and the new glasses I still used for that. I kept my old pair in the car for driving. From about this time on, my eyes would fluctuate between good and poor, somedays fine, others blurry. At a distance, I had trouble identifying people but I still preferred to go without glasses, except when driving or reading. Even close-up, people were a little fuzzy. I had resigned myself to this state, but in the back of my mind, I was hoping God would heal my eyes. Then in April of 2003, I took a trip to Medicine Hat to see my Mother, and left my driving glasses at home, as they were in my car and I was taking my truck. For some reason, I figured I wouldn't need them and I would be OK(I didn't always use glasses for driving and just put up with the fuzziness). A few minutes into the trip, I was regretting not having brought my driving glasses because I get enjoyment out of seeing everything clear, and I was tempted to go back and get them. As I had to be in Calgary at a certain time to meet my son and have supper, I carried on and accepted. As it was, I just missed a blizzard that rolled in behind me after I left Calgary(the roads were closed) and only drove in rain. As my trip evolved, I began to notice that I could see clearly, even after several hours of driving. Before, when I could see clearly, if I blinked my eyes, things would be blurry and it would take several seconds to again see somewhat clearly, but now I could blink all I wanted and things were still clear. I thought, this is great but how is this happening. I figured this was some temporary thing, and would go away when I returned home. This happened after I left the Hat and was on my way home through the States(I like to travel far and long, sometimes putting on 800 miles in a day), going through Great Falls(missed seeing my Aunt and Uncle there), then down through Idaho and back up through Oregon and Washington State. When I got home, my eyes were still super. As the days went by, they still remained great(I could even see the faces of my fellow workers and I thought to myself, Hey these guys are looking older as I could now see the wrinkles and roughness). What a blessing. I can only contribute this to a miracle as I have changed nothing in my life. Praise God, I can see like I did before I went into the Control area at work in 1993(at a distance).I still need glasses to read, but I'm even using my cheap, off the rack(1.50 power)specs to use on my computor at home, and they work just fine. I'm so happy. That you Jesus, and may others experience the same. Thank You, thank You.

3. For most of my life I have been a perfectionist. Perfectionism in my life meant being a slave to doing things perfectly(my interpretation of perfect), having possesions that were in perfect condition, and relying on these two things for inner peace, contentment, security, and strength. Sounds like a recipe for pain doesn't it? Well let me tell you that I have suffered much at the hand of this affliction. I would say this started in my late Teens(late 1960's) and has kept a grip on me until the last day or two(June 23rd,2003). I'm writing about this now because I feel God has delivered me from this addiction, and it is safe to do so. I believe this disease took root in my youth when I relied on my good grades in school for my self-esteem. During my last year in school(18 years old, grade 12), my dad finally let me by a motorcycle(a used Honda Cub 50) which progressed into a brand new 1967 Suzuki 200. I can remember being bedridden for two weeks with some aliment, and running back and forth to the window to check on my bike to see if anyone was fiddling with it. I have fussed over every new vehicle since, and in the early years would even go so far as to trade them in when they weren't up to my standards. I spent many hours checking out the roof line of my first house to see if it had a sag in it. In my next house, I would stick knives under the wall in the kitchen to see if there was enough pressure(contact) to support the roof as the support pillar in the basement hadn't been properly tightened and I wanted my adjustment to be perfect. All this sounds kind of crazy doesn't it, but not to a perfectionist. Well I could tell you story after story but the one I'm going to end this with is quite recent. In the fall of 2002, my wife and I moved to a new three story condo and I made the mistake of saying that I was not going to be as fussy here as in our other houses. Guess what? Defect after defect began revealing their ugly heads and I had to turn the other cheek. I even had to overlook some defects in the new furniture we had purchased. I knew inside that this was a good thing, but still unpleasant. When I scraped the paint on the garage floor I resisted fixing it. The cruncher was the mortgage. When we moved, we still had eleven months left on our previous mortgage and we could not go to the lower interest rates without a penalty until May of 2003. During this whole time I worried off and on that the rates would go up for one reason or another and we would lose out. Also during this time a fellow at work said that I should remortgage and take the penalty and I said no, that I was going to wait until the end of the mortgage(November 1st) or until the bank called and offered to remortgage, therefore openly committing myself to my interpretation of God's will. When the time came that I could remortgage without a penalty(May 1st), I made it only nine days before I went in and started the paper work. I felt that God was allowing me to go in earlier even after saying I wouldn't. This was partly out of fear of losing my house(interest rates skyrocketing) and partly not wanting to go through the whole summer worrying about what the interest rates were going to do. Waiting until the bitter end had always seemed to be His perfect will in the past. You guessed it, the rates came down. I thought that I was covered for one month but that wasn't true on a early renewal. This left me a little hot under the collar, realizing that I had blow it. My banker came up with some relief though, when he said that I could renew once within the period of one month after the initial renewal. I could have waited until the end of June, but I chose to do it at the beginning of June. For the next few weeks I suffered, hashing things over and over in my mind until yesterday(June 23rd). I came to the understanding in my mind that it didn't matter which way things went, whether I waited until this fall or did it early as either were immaterial in the long run and that being free from this curse of perfectionism had to mean that going either way meant no difference. Also, it didn't matter if the rates went lower, but that accepting this was the answer. If I got the low rate and had waited the full time, this would not have cured my perfectionism and going in early and having justified this in my mind would have not have cured it either. Accepting the fact that either was the same in reality did the trick. Going back in time and sticking with my original plan, without knowledge of what had happened would be no good as I would still be in the same boat(perfectionism) as before. I felt released and I knew that it would be forever. One other thing that was eating at me though, was whether God was angry at me for going in to renew early and that I was no longer in his will. I felt that I would have to start making decisions for myself now, as I had deviated from my original interpretation of His will and gone to the bank early out of fear, instead of being able to rely on Him for direction. Would He abandon me to the wolvles, even though I had thought it was His will to do so(go in early)? This was a lie of the devil(he likes to change hats) as the Bible clearly states that nothing can separate us from His love. If I could do that by my actions, then I'm doomed. All the imperfections in the things that I have owned and in the things that I have done, I now realize were placed there by God to bring me to the conclusion that He is the only Perfect in the whole of creation, He not having been created. The chip in the gas tank of my 1971 Honda 750, placed there by the mechanic's funnel as the last thing he did before I received possession; the damaged screw on my Honda 450 that I never replaced; the door that didn't fit properly on my 1994 Mustang convertible; and so on and so on. All these things were placed there by a loving God who would not allow me to worship anything but Him. Thank you for releasing me from my addiction to perfection. You are the only one forever and ever. Praise the LORD. Matthew 16:25 - "For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it." Ecclesiastes 1:14 - "I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit." Psalm 127:1 - "Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain." P.S. A lady from the bank who didn't know that I had already remortgaged, phoned on the 24th and offered to renew early. God is good. One other thing. On June the 15th, I had a medical problem that caused me to miss a night at work which ended seventeen years at work without a sick day. Somehow it doesn't seem that important anymore.

A Perfectionist's Creed:

1; If only that hadn't happened, everything would be OK.

2; If only I would've done it the other way, everything would be OK, and God would love me.

3; If I do everything perfectly, people will like me.

4; If I do everything perfectly, people will stay off my back.

5; If I live my life perfectly, no one can condemn me.

6; If I live my life perfectly, making no mistakes, with everything in order, I win.

7; If I get the next thing right, I can redeem myself.

8; I've got it figured out, now I can go on from this point and be perfect.

9; The old Catch 22 situation - I'd like to change and be free of this burden, as long as it was done perfectly.

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Bone Pickin':

1. Have you ever tried to share your Faith with someone who is a so-called Christian(most likely a member of a main line denomination), only to be given the cold shoulder when you start talking about things of the Spirit? I used to go red, because I've been rejected too many times in my life by those "in the know", and I despise arrogance. I am tempted to give them a piece of my mind, but now I realize they need forgiveness and compassion. Maybe God will enlighten them and maybe not. Just another chance to control myself and get on with my new life in Christ. Thank you.


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The Devil's Tackle Box:

The Bible tells us that we have an adversary, namely the Devil. It tells us that he is the father of all lies. John 8:44 - "Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it." He has many ways of deceiving us, but God will deliver us and we can know his works and resist. Ephesians 6:11,12 - "Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places." This is the devil's desire to bring us under his control to eventually destroy us. Without God's intervention, we would all be lost. Luke 22:31,32 - "And the Lord said, Simon, Simon, behold, Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat: But I have prayed for thee, that thy faith fail not: and when thou art converted, strengthen thy brethren." I Peter 5:8,9,10 - "Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour: Whom resist stedfast in the faith, knowing that the same afflictions are accomplished in your brethren that are in the world. But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strenghten, settle you." So you can see the Devil's got it in for us. Let's compare him to a fisherman and us as the fish. As any fisherman knows, if you use the right lure, you have a better chance of catching fish, or in the case of unsuspecting humans, suckers. To make things even better, get the fish to think that you don't even exist. If they can't see you, all the better. Different fish need different lures, so most fisherman have a tackle box containing a variety of lures. In the case of the Devil, he has three different kinds. The first variety is like a child's soother, not much threat, but distracting. The second kind is a little more serious. It's shiny to draw attention and has a barbless hook. The third kind is potentionally lethal. It has all the colors of the rainbow, very attractive, and comes with treble hooks. The first kind you can spit out quite easily, the second takes a little more effort, but the third is almost impossible to escape. Keeping them out in front of the fish as much as possible also raises the chance of hooking someone. He tries to get images of what he wants us to do into our minds so he can replay the bait over and over until we succumb to the next level of involvement. I have listed a few below to give you a heads up on his tactics. Remember, God allows these things, when we are seeking a life of pleasure without Him. He will and can also redeem us if we truly throw ourselves at His feet. Enjoy.

1. Smoking is one of the biggest class three lures most commonly swallowed. Oh the billboards are full of warnings, but many choose to shorten their lives by taking up the habit. It costs more and more money every year and takes away from the enjoyment of healthy persuits. Definitely destructive.

2. Liquor covers all three types. It can remain as a soother or escalate into total addiction, destroying it's user.

3. Drugs of all sorts run the same gambit. Some are highly addictive, like cocaine, and others, like marihuana, can lead to the more addictive drugs. It's hard to enjoy life when your addicted. How many famous people, especially singers have succumbed to drugs.

4. Pornography addiction can start in subtle ways such as innocently looking at pictures of scantily clad people in magazines or even on the rack at the supermarket. Looking eventually turns into destructive forms of behaviour, like reading heavy porn books or even watching movies of depravity. What starts innocently as curiosity, becomes an uncontrollable desire for more kinky stuff which can never really be satisfied in a normal relationship. Destuction is the name of the Devil's game. This is probably a level two lure.

5. Perfectionism. Let's see if we can get him totally engrossed in being and doing things perfect. Impossible to acheive but very crippling. Level three material.

6. Nostalgia. Webster's; "HOMESICKNESS", also; "a wistful or excessively sentimental sometimes abnormal yearning for return to or of some past period or irrecoverable condition". Let's get him to live in a world he can't possibly obtain and keep. Level one to three.

7. Check it again Syndrome. This could be a level one to a level three depending on your envolvement with going back to see if the door is locked, the water is turned off, the stove is turned off, rehashing the problem in your mind, etc. I've found that the number of times you go back does not really solve the problem, so sooner or later you've just got to stop going back and leave it in God's hands.

8. Competition. There is only room for one #1 in the universe, so why all this fuss over being #1 at everything we try? God is #1, and all must submit to Him. A lot of time, effort, and grief are wasted on this pastime. Level one to three, just ask a football widow.

9. Materialism (a preoccupation with or stress upon material rather than intellectual or spiritual things - Webster's). If I just get that next car, boat, job, etc., I'll be happy and contented. Believe me, you won't. Sooner or later we have to be content with such things as we have. The devil will come up with untold reasons why we need the next "thing". Hugh waste of resources, but sometimes an excellent teaching tool. The guy with the most toys when he dies is unfortunately, not the winner. A few toys are OK though. All work and no play is not good. If your not sure, wait and see how you feel about it in six months.

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Here's A Story for ya:

1. In the late 70's, I was half owner of a 1966 Piper Cherokee 180. I believe it was 1979 when I, my partner in business and our wives flew down to the Reno Air Races in September. This was the first time I had been there and over the next 13 years, I went five other times. The last time was in 1992 with my son in the 1969 Mustang I had bought for him. He was only 15 years old at the time so I drove. We had a good time. I had a good friend at work(he's now retired) who had always expressed an interest in going to these races as he was an avid flying fan. We used to fly around in my Cessna 150 in the early 90's, nearly scaring ourselves to death at times. Well in the fall of 2000, we decided that we would both book holidays for September of 2001, the third weekend of the month, which is always the time the Reno Air Races are held. I had reservations(something about being involved with worldly pursuits where people die having fun) about going at the time, but I could always back out or God could give the green lite or not. As the time approached, I was still uncertain and was waiting for an excuse not to go. This excuse never came, so I prepared my 1994 Mustang convertible for the trip, even putting in an ignition kill device for security. Down to the wire, the car is loaded, I've got my traveler's checks, and now I'm even looking forward to the trip as God has not intervened to stop us. It's the morning of September the 11th, 2001, and I leave the house 5 minutes early(07:55) to our appointed rendezvous place at the local Chevron. I get an irresistible urge to go back to the house to check on our budgies' water. When I get into the house, the phone rings, and it's the wife. She asks if I have seen what's happening in the USA on TV and am I still going to Reno. My reply was, " How can something down East affect the Reno Air Races and yes we're still going". She gets mad and hangs up. So I turn on the TV and stand in disbelief. I'm supposed to meet my friend at eight-thirty, so I head down there and wait. When he arrives with his wife, I ask them if they have been listening to the radio. They haven't so after telling them what has happened, we go back to my house where we watch the events transpiring on the TV. We eventually agree that it would not be wise to leave as all air traffic had been grounded, including the racers(checked the internet). As air traffic might be reestablished, I don't make the final decision not to go until the next day as it doesn't look hopeful(no use leaving if they're eventually going to be cancelled, which they were), and it takes two days to get there, meaning we would have to leave now to get there in time. Needless to say, my friend was disappointed, but what other choice did I have. Now I would say that that was a red light. No more air races for this cowboy. God had spoken. Fast forward 2011, was thinking of going again, but resisted. The following video is of a P51 crashing into the viewing area at the Reno Air Races that year. Two Canadians were killed instantly. PS In 1979 we witnessed the Crash of the Red Baron, the world's fastest piston propelled aircraft. Steve Hinton, the pilot, was almost killed. Hair raising to say the least. 2011 Crash in Detail.

2. In 1985, after much soul searching, I purchased a new Suzuki Intruder 750 motorcycle. The reason that I was afraid to buy a road bike(I hadn't ridden on the street since moving to B.C. in 1976) was that I wasn't sure I could resist speeding and was this the Lord's will that I go biking again. I had always enjoyed riding in my earlier years and had owned many road bikes, including a red 1971 Honda 750. As it turned out, I had the power to resist and obeyed the speed limits to the "T". That fall, my former partner in the bike business(Al) and I, went on our motorcycles to the Reno Air Races. I knew that at that stage of my life, I wouldn't have had the guts to go to the USA on a motorcycle alone so this trip broke the ice for me. Over the next nine years(I gave up biking for the Lord in 1995) I made numerous trips to Great Falls, Montana(I have an Aunt and Uncle there), San Diego, California(another Aunt and Uncle lived there), and Salina, Kansas(my first Pastor from my Church lives there) and all the Western States between them. On these trips I did not use motels but always camped out or stayed at my above mentioned relatives' and friend's places. I camped in some pretty wild areas, sometimes off the side of the road, but God always provided a spot no matter what my fears. Several times I ran out of gas, and He overcame this fear by always providing fuel, sometimes at a farmer's place or a station I pushed into. These trips increase my faith tremendously, seeing God's providence first hand in a potentially hostile environment. Anyone who has ridden a motorcycle knows the dangers involved. The most amazing fact of this whole saga is that in the at least 75 times that I camped out over the years, I never got rained on once, except for the time in Colorado I got a few big drops. Realize that these trips were planned months in advance and I had to accept the weather as it was. The very first trip to the States that I made alone was to Great Falls, about 600 miles away. About a hundred miles from home, it began to rain and got progressively worse until I left the moutains and entered the prairies where the wind took over. That night I camped in the little town of Milk River just north of the border. It was dark but the sky was clear and there was no wind. I unpacked my tent for the first time ever and had a peaceful night in a free campground. You want to believe I had my doubts during the ride, but God provided. And He continued in like manner over the next years. Over 75 times, camping out and never getting wet. And these trips were planned months in advance. Blind luck? I don't think so, eh? Time after time when my fears were high, He provided every time. To top it off, I never had a flat tire once in over 130,000 kms(80,000 miles). Not to say it never rained during these trips, but that when it did, I just so happened to be at my friends' places. The one time I would have had to camp in the rain, I left Ukia, California(a hundred or so miles north of San Fransisco) early one morning, headed for home 1200 miles away, intending to camp that night in Oregon. As night approached, I could see that it was going to start raining up ahead so I stopped at a rest area and suited up, intent on riding all the way home instead of camping. It rained most of the night and there's nothing blacker than a wet highway at night. I stopped for gas in Seattle, where the attendant had to tell me that he stopped riding at night because of the difficulty seeing all the boards and mufflers, etc. on the road. Thanks. When I crossed the border at four thirty the next morning(yes I rode strait through, 26 hours), the temperature was 8 degrees Celsius and the border guy looked at me like I was nuts. About 80 miles out of Vancouver, B.C. as it was getting light, there was a four by four piece of lumber in the middle of the road. If I had been half an hour earlier, I would probably have hit it, but by God's grace I did not. I could go on and on about these faith building adventures, but we'll save those stories for later. Yes there is a God and He must like me, because I should be dead many times over, Thank you Jesus. Praise the Lord. Bob out.

3. In November of 1998, my wife and I made a trip to California. She had always wanted to fly somewhere for a holiday, and the opportunity presented itself in a most interesting way. In September of that year, I got a phone call from my wife, telling me that a travel agent friend of a friend had offered her flights from Kamloops BC, to Los Angeles return for 99 dollars Canadian(25 cents American; just kidding). Riiight! That had to be a mistake, I thought as it cost more to fly to Vancouver and back((250 miles, whereas Los Angeles is 1650 miles away). Well it was true, and although we didn't have the money at the time, we went ahead and booked the flights which came to 169 dollars each with all the taxes, etc. We planned to visit Universal Studios, rent a car, and visit my aunt and uncle in San Diego. Using "Airmiles", we booked a hotel near the airport(LAX) and a car for our trip to San Diego. We needed to stay over a Saturday night in order to get the flights so we picked a time in November when we were both able to go, which we found out later was at the American Thanksgiving holiday. It turns out that Thanksgiving is one day that Universal Studios is closed, which happened to be a Thursday. We left on a Tuesday, stayed two nights in LA, drove out heading east the next day(Thursday) and arrived in San Diego that night via the Salton Sea and El Centro. We stayed two nights in San Diego and flew back Sunday morning. I had some cockamania idea(the reason I didn't rent the car until Thursday) that we could just bus it over to Universal but the lady at the hotel didn't recommend that. It was then that I noticed an ad for tours on the hotel desk. They had quite a few different ones but the one I liked included a tour of downtown LA and Hollywood, as well as tickets to Universal. With taxes and all, the cost came to 240 dollars Canadian(10 cents American, Ha), which was almost as much as we spent on our flight. I reasoned that we would probably never come this way again so I sprung for the deal. We had a great time. The bus drivers were non stop informative, hilarious, and courteous. Water World at Universal was great as was the tour that evening of Rodeo Drive. Money well spent for an old skinflint like myself. For not having planned this, I have to thank God for His greater plan. So the next day we arrive at my Aunt and Uncle's. What a surprise. The year before when I visited them, my Uncle was driving his van around, tending his shoe shine business, and generally getting around great for an 84 year old guy. This year he was in a wheelchair and had to be attended to by my Aunt who was not well herself. She had had leukemia for several years, and at 61 years of age, was lucky to be alive. When they had got'n married in the 60's, their age and race(my Uncle is African American) difference seemed to bother some people, but I was never put off by it. They had always been happy to see us before, and even now with their reduced lifestyle, they were hospitable. They even met us at the Zoo, which surprised me. My Aunt(German Canadian; my Grandma was 48 years old when she had my Aunt)) has to have been one of the nicest people I have met in my life. Even though I had been going there for years by myself, first on my motorcycle and then by car, my wife hadn't been there for 15 years and they were glad to see her. On Sunday morning we left very early to drive to LA for our flight home. We flew from LA to Vancouver, Canada and then to Kamloops. I had to be at work by 1800 hrs that night for a 12 hr nightshift at the jail. We arrived in Kamloops at 3:30. Whirlwind tours by Bob. The clincher to this whole affair revealed itself when I got a call at the end of December saying my Aunt had died from pneumonia, and another call at the end of January saying my Uncle had died in the hospital. Unbelievable. If we hadn't gone for one reason or another we would have missed saying goodbye to them. Even though they were both staunch Jehovah's Witnesses, I believe they are with God. What kind of God would orchestrate a scenario like that and end it any other way. Thank you.

4. From the Pamphlet, Can God Move Mountains? - Well, if it is a spiritual mountain, I can say that I have seen them moved. Hi. My name is Bob and I would like to share with you some of the things God has done for me through Faith. The Bible says that Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things unseen. I cannot see the future but I can hope that God�s will is done in my life. I believe that if this is the underlying motive for your life, your desires will be fulfilled for God�s Glory. I can tell you to be careful what you pray for because God puts your faith to the test in obtaining them. If fear is the only thing holding you back when the door of opportunity opens, then step through in faith and God will provide if you continue to keep His commandments and live a life dedicated for His Glory. I could give you many examples of His Grace, but today I will tell you of my experience with buying a new house. My wife had been wanting to move to a new house for several years before we actually did buy one. We looked for about three years before the actual purchase. Every house we looked at always had a fatal flaw plus the fact that I did not feel right about it. I had always told people that I was going to live in my present home until they hauled me off to the old folks home, but every once in a while I would get the urge to look at new houses, partly to please my wife. We actually had made an offer on one home about two years ago which we both liked, but the deal fell through when the people�s offer whose we had backed up was accepted. I couldn�t believe God would put us through that kind of disappointment, but He did. When I started to analyze the situation, I could see that the other couple would have been disappointed their offer had not come to fruition, and we would have had to live with that. Not good. After that I vowed to never make another offer on a house as I thought God had spoken and wanted us to stay where we were. However my wife continued to desire a new house and about one year ago I found myself praying to God to give my wife the house of her dreams. About three months later, in a moment of weakness, I drove my wife around to look at houses and low and behold, we saw what we thought was the House. It had a super view, and was in a nice area. I called my real estate man and we made an offer, counter offer, etc.. We listed our house and waited. It did not sell and the end of our offer period was approaching. Due to a misunderstanding between my real estate agent and the builder�s, another person made an offer when ours expired and got the house even cheaper. We were devastated again. I was mad for awhile but realized God was saving us. To appease my wife, I left our house up for sale, thinking it would never sell. It did. The first and only offer ever. Where to go. God led us to a better view, a perfect floor plan, and within site of the other one. (to be continued) [Bob�s note�I wrote this story in 1995. It is one of six such short stories that I was inspired to write. Today is April, 2004 and have retrieved them from my locker at work and am finally putting them out for you to read] Well here it is, April of 2004 and I can tell you the rest of the story with out fear of God pulling the plug on me because I don�t have enough faith. I�ll talk about this later. As I mentioned before, some one scooped a house from under us, but God supplied a better one. Yahoo. As I said before, you have to be careful what you pray for, because your faith will be put to the test. In this case, to finance this house, we had to stretch our finances to the max. Yikes. We were at the absolute end of our ability to borrow, which is 29% of your income for a mortgage, and a total of 40% for your total debt load repayment. We had a $167,000 (up from $70,000 on our previous house) mortgage, a $25,000 car loan, and a credit line of $10,000 (with a zero balance). Talk about sweating bricks. I figured we might last 3 months at most. Oh, did I tell you who got the other house we were looking at? It was an accountant. That really frosted me at the time, seeing I was a college drop out. But God is good. Our new house was built for a banker, but he had some financial problems, thus we were able to buy it. They had made a lot of changes in the original plan for the house (we thought they must have been mind readers) and there wasn�t one thing about the house we would have changed. My wife and I thought we had died and gone to Heaven. These same people actually showed up at our door 8 years later to have a look at the house (we had gotten to pick out the flooring and lights as that was the only thing left unfinished), just after we had put it up for sale (they didn�t know). Our kids had all moved out by then and we didn�t need a 5 bedroom house anymore, so we just had a small sign made to put up at the entrance of the complex (cost me $30, the only advertising we did). It was laying on the kitchen counter when they came. But let me finish my story before I tell you about this sale. About six months after we moved in, my wife lost her job, but God supplied another one 16 months later, where she is now a manager. He got us through this period and we always had enough to live decently. Our two youngest boys had to drive 25 miles return to go to school (we left them in their old school as we thought that would be better for them), and consequently we had a stable of cars. We learned a lot about Grace, and we matured in our thoughts and actions. I won�t go into detail as I believe my family is entitled to their privacy. Nevertheless, believe me, God has had Mercy on us. You see, I grew up in poverty and have always been afraid of going broke and ending up living in a gutter. Well this never happened and God has taken away this fear. Any where with Him is fine with me. He is still working on my may fears (one being Him turning His back on me), and He allows me to make mistakes or use poor judgment, to show me that He still loves me and always will. Over the past year, He has been working on my pride in my faith. Yes, with Him having done so much for us, I had developed a way of thinking that God had a duty to supply if I did everything according to His Will perfectly. Sounds crazy, right. Not so. I was afraid that if I made the wrong move, I would lose His Love. It�s hard to change the way you have been brought up in this world, having pride in your accomplishments, and just let go, knowing that He will always be there to take care of you. Well back to the story. As I said, God had got us through 8 years of high debt (we owed about $250,000 by this time), and just to see what would happen we put the dream home up for sale. Guess what? It sold in 2 weeks. Now you must realize that I never really wanted to move this time either, but God had other plans. We had been eyeing this condo place down by the river for several years and had tried to make it work a couple of times but things didn�t work out. We had come within $1,000 of selling our house 11 months before, and had an offer on the table for this condo but no luck. So down I go again. God was smiling on us. We ended up with $48,000 more in our pockets this time. As this place was smaller, we sold most of our furniture, and got new stuff. Needless to say, my wife was happy. I made the mistake of saying I wasn�t going to be so fussy about this place, but that�s another story. God just never stops. Life is a journey, and it is certain that as the days go by, God�s plan is to bring us closer to Him. Thanks, Bob.

5. Almost ever year since the late 80's, I have trekked to Kansas to visit a Friend(now an old Friend) of mine, first on motorcycles and now in a car. It is a two part journey, one to connect with God, and two, to see how the rest of the world is doing. I have been treated to a lot of events that would not happen under normal circumstances. Let's just say that God is a weaver of magic. The story I am going to tell You today is about my last trip, September of 2014.

I had gone the previous year and had some bad experiences at my Friend's house. These are better left between myself and the Lord. But because of these, I was not really wanting to go back again. As the months past, I realized I would be coping out and should go, seeing Bobby was one of my oldest Friends and I should not cut the ties, as I have done to others during my life(a bit of a loner, not?). I would let my Wife know I wanted to go and see if She would give me the green light(She never wants me to go). As She has a hectic job, finding time to be off to take care of the family pets is always a challenge. She is a good Girl and said yes, time being available. Right to the wire I was still playing it by ear, not wanting to push, but allowing things to unfold.

So now it's time to leave, from Edmonton this time, not Kamloops, a whole different experience. Saying goodbye to my Wife, I head south on the #2, passing through Red Deer, Calgary, Nanton(home of the WWII Lancaster Bomber), Lethbridge and to the USA border. Heading south on Interstate 15, I reach Great Falls, for supper, as evening comes on, the sky now getting dark. Having been there many times as my Aunt and Uncle resided there all my adult life, and now are in their 90's living with a Daughter in California. Another chapter of life closing. Shoulda, coulda, woulda seems to roll over my mind.

Off again, heading into the night, weaving my way to Billings and a stop for the night, just south of there, in an Interstate 90 rest area. It's been a long time since I've come this way and the memories are refreshed. The next morning, I stop in Sheridan, where I 25 branches off from I 90. Going into town for food, I visit a grocer and then the local Mikey D's, having been given a coupon at the store. Sitting there for a while, it dawns on me that all the people, customers and staff(of all ages) are Caucasian. Something different in this world of immigrants. Strange Brew.

Now I'm in new territory as my usual journey takes me through Washington, Oregon, Idaho, Utah, southern Wyoming(a long stretch), Nebraska, and finally Kansas. The last time I was this way was around the year 2000. That Year, I ran into a blizzard like none other I had been in, starting north of Casper with high winds and blinding snow. I could hardly see the traffic next to me at times. Never wanting to get slowed down, I took a side road to get around the barrier at Casper, only to find myself back on the freeway, alone, and halted at the town of Douglas. Spent 22 hours there I did. A surreal landscape of Truckers and idling trucks. Like a trapped animal, I was restless to get moving, but had to tough it out. The next morning dawned bright and sunny and I was treated to a winter wonderland. This time, all was well, but I stopped at the same truck stop for fuel, just to check it out. Strange how things look different when you are not restricted.

Off again through Cheyenne, where I would normally be heading east on I 80, south on I 25 to Denver, where I make the turn for Salina, on I 70. I arrive there the next day, and go to my Friend's place, but find no one home. Eventually, I come to believe that I have finally missed them, a first for all these years, but hey, here comes My Friend's wife, zooming in, in Her Mother's Jeep. She spots me and tells me of their plans. My Friend is headed for Colorado with one of His Sons to build a house.

Wow. My plans are askew. When we eventually meet up with Him at His other Son's house, He invites me to go along, but I decline. No body tells this little black duck what to do. They are busily readying trailers, campers, RV's, and cars, I find it very interesting, as one would at a circus. I finally see the light, and agree to go with Them. They were supposed to leave the day before, but it will be the next day when we leave, in the afternoon.

Heading back the way I came on I70, a caravan of three. My Friend is in His Class "A" motorhome pulling a PT Cruiser on a dolly, His youngest Son with Wife and Infant in a Ford F350 diesel truck pulling a trailer with a camper tied on the front part and me in my Prius. It's good to be back on the road, having missed the regular hoopla that can happen, as did last year. God answered my unstated prayers. Thanks Dad. Travelling till dusk, We stop at a large Truck Stop and stay the night, I in my Friend's RV and the Kids in Their camper. As usual at these placed, lots of idling trucks surround us, with their comings and goings. Sort of comforting, but you never know these days.

In the morning, We head West on 70 to a cut off that goes to Colorado Springs. There They pick up a small track hoe, which is put on the back of the trailer. There is a 70ish Challenger sitting out front and I enjoy looking it over as I had given one of these to my youngest Son for His 16th birthday. Again We head west up into the mountains, past Pike's Peak. My Friend and I get separated from His Son in the traffic, but meet up again at a gas Station. Here They fill up.

As we are about to pull out, a stranger runs by my car yelling, "Did you see that"? He bangs on the back of my Friends motorhome and He stops. The Guy then points to a strap that had broken, now not holding the front wheel of the car to the dolly. Who knows what would have happened had we left in that condition. That You Jesus for saving us.

One thing I forgot to mention were the changes I saw back in Salina. An older Lady that helped them in their business had died since last year. Came on quite suddenly. I know she is with the Lord, but these things have a way of shaking up your world. She had told me that she was perfect as everything up to that point in her life was orchestrated by God, as would be the rest of her life. I thought it a bit cheeky, but it did make sense. I thought she meant she was perfect. Not so in this body.

Another Friend of theirs had started a driving business and it looked pretty solid. Not so as his personality had kyboshed another long series of jobs. Some times you have to hold your tongue and kowtow to keep the peace. Pride is definitely a good way to lose business. The Boss is always the boss, even when it comes to customers. To bad, but predictable.

As an aside, another interesting little story. Several years ago, I was helping my Friend on his ranch. He was using an old (looked somewhat like the one we had at the jail from highways) dump truck he had to haul I forget what. For some reason he needed me to drive it down a lane between two fences. In the way was a iron wood tree(the kind that has fruit looking like baseball sized little brains). Thinking it would just brush out of the way, I drove under it. Not so, as a clearance light got broken off the roof of the cab. I felt pretty stupid and it really bothered me, more so my pride and desire to do things properly(perfection raising it's ugly head again). I repaired it with some duck tape, but it still looked ugly. Mind you, this thing was as old as the hills, but no matter, it bugged me. Needless to say, every year after that, I had to look at it when I returned on my yearly walk about. But this year, good news, my Friend had taken it to the scrap yard, but not without incident I may say. It no longer ran so his son towed it with his new diesel truck using a rope. You guessed it, trouble. In Canada, you would probably be arrested for doing this, but down there, yikes. Mexico north, sorry Mexico, lol. Any who, the brakes failed on the truck and was headed for another car and his son's truck, which it did in fact, sideswipe. Here is where the Lord stepped in and saved their bacon. The rope had slacked and wrapped itself around the front tire which in turn locked it up, stopping the dump truck. Wow.

Back on the road again, we had only gone 50 miles or so when I noticed smoke coming from the lead truck, the one pulling the trailer. It was a very narrow road with not much room to park on the side, but what could we do. They had blown a radiator connection. Almost immediately, they decided they would have to replace the radiator with a new one, which entailed driving into one of three towns. They apparently they chose the right one as an hour and a half to two hours later, here comes Jesse with a new radiator. I was left alone standing on the highway warning traffic with my Friend's youngest son's wife and child in their stalled truck/rig/trailer/camper/ bobcat. I might say it was a beautiful place to be stranded for that length of time, as the weather was good, I had a perfect view of the backside of Pike's Peak, and had time to contemplate life. My Friend had gone ahead to the top of the pass a few miles away because a passing Cop had told him he was blocking the highway. When they started repairs(who replaces a radiator in the middle of nowhere with an hour left to sunset) they sent me on in my car to watch over the motorhome (alone again but not). It just dawned on me that they would have noticed the broken strap not holding the PT Cruiser onto the dolly when they took it off for Jesse to drive into town. Another hair raising story. You can't buy entertainment like this. And the view of Pike's Peak in the setting sun, plus all the other scenery from a different perspective. Just like a security guard, but no mixing it up with inmates. Observe and report. I love it. Thanks be To Jesus for His saving Hand.

Aaah, the radiator is in and off we go, heading west again. After travelling several hours in the dark, we arrive at a Friend's cabin/garage located on a small acreage. I had always wondered what Richard's place looked like and now I knew. Bobby and I stayed in his motorhome and Jessie and Family in their camper. At this time of year and 10,000 feet above sea level, it freezes at night, so the walk I took in the morning was chilly with a breeze(normal also for high Colorado). In fact, a neighbour of Bobby's at their plot near Fairplay(wild name) told Bobby to put hurricane clips on his roof to keep it from blowing off. Sweet. Reminds me of southern Alberta only worse, lol. Any who, we arrive at Bob's lot(somehow I beat him there), and set up camp. They unload the Bobcat and for the next couple of days, start scratching a hole in the ground for the foundation of their new house. Mind You it was not without incident as the tracks came off several times and we had to go into town for permits, etc. Loved it. Getting acquainted with a new area that I had never been to before is always exciting. In all my travels to and from Kansas, I had always gone to the north and south of Colorado except for one straight shot through on I-70 many years ago which is to the north of them.

On the third day, having said our goodbyes, I leave them to it and head south on the homeward stretch of my journey, hoping to connect with my regular route in northern New Mexico, the Land of Enchantment. Skirting past Alamosa, I head through yet another pass and arrive in Chama, NM, thus completing another piece of the puzzle, as this town is on my regular route, only I normally approach it from the south. Heading west on to the western terminus just west of Shiprock then on to Kayenta on 160. Making the turn north takes you through Monument Valley , an area made famous in movies with John Wayne, Tom Hanks, and other Superstars. There was a time I envisioned spending a week slowly travelling through what I thought was a long valley strewn with these towering remnants of the Flood, but found out through first hand experience that the area could be contained in a few square miles. Poof, another myth dissolved. Sevearal hours north through the state of Utah, I come to my regular night stop at a Rest Area south of Moab. Surrounded by red sandstone cliffs, the haunt of bad guys like The Sundance Kid, I drift off to sleep, back on schedule.

Next morning, after passing through four wheeler heaven(Moab), I turn east along the Colorado river, winding it's way through one of the most beautiful and awe inspiring canyons to be seen. About 17 miles upstream it opens into a wider valley with an offshoot named Castle Valley. A road heads back south at this point toward a mountain which looks totally out of place in the sandstone cliffs. Probably volcanic in origin, it's expanse fills the windshield with Castle Tower off to the left, a remembrance of Monument Valley. The road continues to climb, still paved, and starts winding it's way up the mountain, ever narrower. Usually by now, we would be on a gravel or dirt trail, but the hardtop beckons the Prius onward. This is not the first time I have been here, but I force myself onward to not miss the moment by succumbing to get home iteize. Aah, the gravel parking lot, basically at the terminus of the asphalt. The mountain still rises above us as I leave the car and head out toward the cliff's edge, to enjoy the view and drink in the seclusion. Even Jesus went up into the mountains to pray. After half an hour or so, I head back to the vehicle, but notice a red Jeep pulling up as I exit the forest of pines. Darn, there goes the neighbourhood. Trying to skirt by these intruders, one of the group of four, a Lady, asks if I would like to see some dinosaur tracks. Say what? Thinking to myself, I've been here many times and where are these things hiding? Oookay. They lead me back into the trees, through the small man gate and to the left. Wow. Holy Raptor. Did this guy just leave. The impression is astoundingly clear, about size of a large pizza, only if he was around, you might be the snack. Claws and all, making it the most exciting moment I've had since when. They show me several others in the area, then head off to the cliff and out of my life. Five minutes later or earlier and I would have missed the whole event. Double wow. So needless to say, where there's one, there's bound to be another and I aggressively investigate the area. Sure enough, more and bigger, and even what looks like human prints are found. I'm ecstatic, wanting to rush into town and buy a camera(video) to record the find. Better judgement get's the best of me and I head down the mountain resigned to coming back the next year(2015) to record the find of a lifetime. Oh, the Lady says in leaving, don't tell anyone as we don't want them to go missing. Right. I promise to tell only my family and even then, not the exact location. Later that afternoon, i'm staring up at some rocks in the eastern end of the Colorado River Canyon, when a passerby asks if I see some wild life. I say no, but I did see some dinosaur tracks earlier, but I think they're long gone. Instant guilt. Even though he has no clue, I still worry about my promise. No worries. Off I go down the road to a favourite spot, say 20 miles away. The town of Cisco, made famous in the movie "Vanishing Point". I can tell You now, cause the next year's(2015) trip found the gravel parking lot being paved, with a deluxe outhouse already installed for the viewers comfort. Say What? Guess this place ain't so much of a secret after all as the Forman asked if I had seen the dino tracks. LOL. And what are the chances of following a double dump truck full of asphalt up the hill on the precise day of paving, and in the middle of it? Anyway, back in Cisco, if you look south, there is the mountain, the same one that can be seen in the movie. Not much left of the town(now for all in tense and purpose, a ghost town) which was depicted as being in California, not. Life is more mysterious than fiction in God's Realm. Amen

6. By an Inch or a Mile - An interesting thing happened to me at a good friend of mine's funeral in the spring of 2009. A former motorcycle buddy and soul mate we were back in the late 60's and early 70's in Medicine Hat, Alberta, Canada. When I got married in 71, we ceased to be the inseparable pair we had been, although our relationship had soured some what after an unfortunate event in early 1970, which was also a near death experience for me. We had stored our bikes on the ground floor of his parents apartment and an ensuing fire almost engulfed me and his bike. I had gotten mine out into a snow bank and was trying to put the fire out with an extinguisher which I had taken off the fire truck, when I retreated to the hallway and closed the door. I heard a thud, which I asked the Fire Fighters about later. They said it was the gas can exploding. If I had stayed in the room, who knows what the outcome could have been. The plastic parts on my friend's bike were melted from the heat. God saved my bacon long before I knew Him.

To get to the point of this message, at Bob's funeral I ran into many ex-biker friends and acquaintances. One Nar-do-well asked me if I remembered saying "It doesn't matter if you lose by an inch or a mile, you still lost." I couldn't at the time, but then the memories came back to me. I was quite the drag racer and very good at it as I recall. I always wondered why God threw this back at me after all those years until just a few weeks ago(Feb. 2016). God revealed to me the meaning. In our fallen world, we are all sinners and no one is immune. If we live 10 years and commit 63,360 sins or live to be a hundred and somehow only commit one sin, it doesn't matter. We lose. Only perfect people can go to Heaven and sinners need theirs forgiven. God is good. He provided an escape in the death of His Son, a Perfect Man, on the Cross, if we would only accept that and believe. God Bless. John 3:16 King James Version - "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." (63,360 inches in a mile)

7. Loneliness, the Silent Killer - What can I say about the state of the World but wow. What people won't do or say to avoid being alone. They join groups, play games, enter disruptive relationships, become addicted to harmful pursuits, you name it. I can speak from personal experience, let me tell you. At an early age, it became apparent to me, that if you didn't want to be an outcast, you needed to conform. Fear of rejection has followed me all my life. Overcompensation in the form of being the class clown ensued, even to this day. It is something I need to constantly monitor. Eventually I came to realize, this sort of behaviour keeps most serious people away and draws similar "loser", as in outsider, types to yourself. I was trying to win people over as I wanted everyone to like me. Didn't work. They say 10 percent of the world will not like you, no matter what. Probably a good thing. Most people have their own crowd, and stick to it. Going along with the crowd has never really been a pursuit for me. You can be in a crowd and be lonely, unless you are part of the crowd and think and act like them, but that is fleeting. Sooner or later, the strong will identify the weak, and attack. They love it. Can't tell you how many relationships(obviously one sided) I have abandoned due to this fear. True loneliness can only be cured by a permanent relationship with someone who practices unconditional love. I only know one person who qualifies. On a trip to the USA in 1983, God came into my life in the form of the Holy Spirit and I have never been alone since. He is always with me, comforting, even though the outward conditions are not conducive to peace.

The root of the problem lies in the spirit. People with weak spirits are susceptible to abuse and are unable to fend off those with powerful spirits. You may ask, where do I get one of these. Personally, I don't think you would want one, for the end result is worldliness. Blessed are those poor in spirit the Bible says. Why? Persons with powerful spirits can follow their own wills to no amount of hurt. Those with the Holy Spirit can follow their wills until their natural spirit fails as the Power of the Holy Spirit is not going to assist you in your own will, only His. Make sense? Like a governor on an engine. Keeps you from redlining and blowing it. Most Christians are running on their natural spirits and storm down destructive paths , only to dead end or crash. God is wearing them down, waiting for the cry for help. Cry out now, before it's too late. Amen. PS - I remember the movie "Heat" starring Val Kilmer and Robert De Niro. Val needed his wife and Robert was by himself. At one point he started up a relationship with a girl, but didn't need it. He was willing to leave her at the drop of a hat if need be. His words to her when she asked if he was lonely. Robert said, "I'm alone but not lonely". The evidence of a self-sufficient spirit.

8. Here's a story about testing and developing persistence and patience. Summer 2016, July 5th. I'm sitting in our apartment in Edmonton, Alberta, playing my favourite game, Battlefield Vietnam on PS3, for the first time in many weeks. My pay as you go phone starts ringing. Dang, had a nice shot. Who is phoning, don't they know this is for work only? Don't answer, but send a text to my wife giving her the number to deal with. Text back, it's an Ottawa number. Okay must be Dan. Another text, the Lady renting our apartment has broken off her mailbox key, and we need to get a new one. Noooo problem. ha ha. Phone rings again and I answer, yes it is my son. We talk about travel plans and the pending sale of our house. I say more than I should about the surety of it and feel bad later, thinking, once again I have slapped God in the face by not believing 100%. The devil at work, plus spiritual pride rearing it's ugly head. On with the show.

After playing games for too long, I head out with the hounds in my car for my lunch at Ikea, combo #2, 2 hot dogs and a drink, 2 bucks, lol. Ha ha. Upon arrival I find the Bistro closed(first time ever) as they are attempting to catch a pigeon in the store nearby. As i'm already behind schedule, I head out to find a place to get a key cut. I know, Canadian Tire. I take my usual route, skirting the Henday, but guess what? Road closed and several miles of back country roads to get around the chaos. Wonderful. Finally arrive at the Tire, find the key cutting area and wait my turn. Nope, they don't have it, but i'm thinking incompetence as he didn't check them all. No use arguing so I ask him if he knows of a locksmith. He recommends Home Depot. Off I go, but have the same luck there. They send me to a place nearby which turns out to be a private home undistinguishable from the others so I call it a day. Muzt get over to my son's house to take care of business there as they are away on vacation and my wife will be p..... if I don't, lol.

So a plan is made to get the key the next day and meet our tenant in the evening to give her it. Oh yah. The night before I had put locksmith into my GPS and came up with Ageis Locksmiths, about 7 miles away from my last quest, but seeing the time, could not pursue it. Okay, it's the next day and am headed for this allusive lock master. My hope is that it will be an old fashioned type that knows their business. Everything is working to plan as my machine is leading me down my regular street to get to Ikea. It's actually amazing as I make the turn East toward Calgary Trail. Ah, a turn to the left which takes me buy the Dodge Dealer(another amazing story) on a road I've seen but never taken. Finally arrive at the building, but no, went past because my GPS is old and slow. Around the block and park, barely as it is a busy 4 lane street. Have the address and walk back over a block to find a sign saying, the future home of Aegis Locksmith. Hey, but they must have been wanting to move for over two years as my GPS is that out of date and why should this address even be in there. And believe me, the neighbourhood is not conducive to business like as in a mall setting. Okay, they have the place of business where they still are and I head back to the car. Oh yah, the GPS has fallen off the windshield. Okay, get that repaired and put in the address. Hey not too far away, not knowing if they are still in business or just a warehouse, considering the last location. Go go go as time is a flying. Okay coming up to the turn but know, go right by as the delay sends me onto the freeway and under the train tracks with a two mile return, lol. Okay, onto the right road and another right, no make a u turn in a vacant looking driveway with someone wanting to come right behind me, aargh. Ahaaa, there they are, in plain sight. I park and go back in time 40 years as I walk through the door. Surrounded by safes and other lock stuff, I wait my turn as three clerks do their thing. They are still using the same type of paperwork system we used back then with the scroll forward receipt box. My turn. The man eyeballs the key and grunts, I know, when I tell him it's a mailbox key. Off he goes as I watch the show unfolding around me. Some elderly Chinese lady is looking to have a unique briefcase open as is chagrinned to find out the cost. No no, just want what's inside, could you break it open. Finally a deal is struck to open the case for free if they can keep it. The lady on my right is getting a million keys cut so no help there. Here comes my man. $3.30 is the damage, but wait, where is he going? Out of site, but know help from the other two, one of which proceeds to help the next customer. 5 minutes goes by. I just want to pay, I blurt out, destroying my record setting patience quest. Aaaah, here he come. Starts writing it up on his antiquated machine then puts it into his bank card machine. Aaaah, almost done, but wait. Dialing, tick, tock, oh redialing, tick, tock, check your connection, oh maybe the fax machine is the holdup. Oh yah, they've had this problem forever as only one line, aah a quick run upstairs and mission complete. Out comes the receipts with stapler in hand. Click, no staples. The frosting on the cake. I blurt out something about writing a book and give them a fair a dew to you as I leave with my prize possession. Well done Mates.


Noun: mercy; plural noun: mercies

Compassion or forgiveness shown toward someone whom it is within one's power to punish or harm.

"The boy was screaming and begging for mercy"

Synonyms: leniency, clemency, compassion, grace, pity, charity, forgiveness, forbearance, quarter, humanity;

What really is Mercy? A lot of times we receive it without asking for it so it must be totally up to God if He wants to give it. He certainly doesn't have to, or there would be no bad stuff happening in our world, eh? Certainly can think of several situations where this applies to my life, and yes, my wife says it's all about me, lol. Case in point. The winter of 69/70, I had been storing my 1968 Honda 450(I loved that bike) in my best friend's basement(sort of as it was a 3 story apartment building). Come February, I wanted to get my bike ready for spring(my friend had his 1969 Honda 450 in an adjacent room) and got the crazy idea I should drain the gas from the tank(we kept them full to avert rust). In the process, I spilt some on the floor and it caught on fire several minutes later during mop up. Although no one was living in this area, a kitchen stove sat in the corner of the room and apparently it's pilot light was lit. Well one thing led to another and the fire spread to some old clothes/rags in the corner. I managed to push my bike outside into a snow bank(no damage to it) and came back in to battle the blaze. The fire truck had arrived so I hastily ran up to the street and grabbed a fire extinguisher, chastising some dude who was trying to go downstairs. Nearly got into a fisticuffs with him when doing so, but the words came and he backed off. I was unable to extinguish the flames and retreated to the hallway, closing the door behind me. After several seconds/minutes, I heard a dull whoosh coming from the room. Well happily, the Firemen got the blaze out and my friend and parents were spared a disaster. No one was burnt or harmed, except for my pride. Still wear some guilt to this day. Anyway to the crux of the story. When I asked the Fireman what that dull thud was, he said it most likely was the 5 gallon plastic gas can I was using to drain the gas into, exploding. The heat was so intense that it melted plastic parts on my friend's motorcycle in the next room. If I had been in there, I most likely would have died or had horrific burns. Spared by a God that I didn't even know at the time. A crumb, of many, He used over the years to bring me to Him.

From the movie "Expelled" when Mr. Dawkins was asked what he would say to God if he discovered that He actually existed, after he died and found himself in His presence? -

"Bertrand Russell" had that point put to him, and he said something like: sir, why did you take such pains to hide yourself?"

(in reference to what Russell would say to God if he faced him after death).

Although Mr. Dawkins attributed this quote to Bertrand, I was not able to find it.

Here are some of Bertrand Russell's other noteworthy quotes.

I believe he was an agnostic.

The Bible says: Mark 4:10-12 King James Version (KJV)

10 And when he was alone, they that were about him with the twelve asked of him the parable.

11 And he said unto them, Unto you it is given to know the mystery of the kingdom of God: but unto them that are without, all these things are done in parables:

12 That seeing they may see, and not perceive; and hearing they may hear, and not understand; lest at any time they should be converted, and their sins should be forgiven them.

Everyone(whether they consciously know this or not) is looking for the hand of God in their lives.

The trail of crumbs that lead to an acceptance of His will in their lives.

The devil on the other hand steals the seeds away if they fall on rocky ground.

Matthew 13, King James Version (KJV)

1 The same day went Jesus out of the house, and sat by the sea side.

2 And great multitudes were gathered together unto him, so that he went into a ship, and sat; and the whole multitude stood on the shore.

3 And he spake many things unto them in parables, saying, Behold, a sower went forth to sow;

4 And when he sowed, some seeds fell by the way side, and the fowls came and devoured them up:

5 Some fell upon stony places, where they had not much earth: and forthwith they sprung up, because they had no deepness of earth:

6 And when the sun was up, they were scorched; and because they had no root, they withered away.

7 And some fell among thorns; and the thorns sprung up, and choked them:

8 But other fell into good ground, and brought forth fruit, some an hundredfold, some sixtyfold, some thirtyfold.

9 Who hath ears to hear, let him hear.

10 And the disciples came, and said unto him, Why speakest thou unto them in parables?

11 He answered and said unto them, Because it is given unto you to know the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it is not given.

12 For whosoever hath, to him shall be given, and he shall have more abundance: but whosoever hath not, from him shall be taken away even that he hath.

13 Therefore speak I to them in parables: because they seeing see not; and hearing they hear not, neither do they understand.

14 And in them is fulfilled the prophecy of Esaias, which saith, By hearing ye shall hear, and shall not understand; and seeing ye shall see, and shall not perceive:

15 For this people's heart is waxed gross, and their ears are dull of hearing, and their eyes they have closed; lest at any time they should see with their eyes and hear with their ears, and should understand with their heart, and should be converted, and I should heal them.

16 But blessed are your eyes, for they see: and your ears, for they hear.

17 For verily I say unto you, That many prophets and righteous men have desired to see those things which ye see, and have not seen them; and to hear those things which ye hear, and have not heard them.

18 Hear ye therefore the parable of the sower.

19 When any one heareth the word of the kingdom, and understandeth it not, then cometh the wicked one, and catcheth away that which was sown in his heart. This is he which received seed by the way side.

20 But he that received the seed into stony places, the same is he that heareth the word, and anon with joy receiveth it;

21 Yet hath he not root in himself, but dureth for a while: for when tribulation or persecution ariseth because of the word, by and by he is offended.

22 He also that received seed among the thorns is he that heareth the word; and the care of this world, and the deceitfulness of riches, choke the word, and he becometh unfruitful.

23 But he that received seed into the good ground is he that heareth the word, and understandeth it; which also beareth fruit, and bringeth forth, some an hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty.

24 Another parable put he forth unto them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is likened unto a man which sowed good seed in his field:

25 But while men slept, his enemy came and sowed tares among the wheat, and went his way.

26 But when the blade was sprung up, and brought forth fruit, then appeared the tares also.

27 So the servants of the householder came and said unto him, Sir, didst not thou sow good seed in thy field? from whence then hath it tares?

28 He said unto them, An enemy hath done this. The servants said unto him, Wilt thou then that we go and gather them up?

29 But he said, Nay; lest while ye gather up the tares, ye root up also the wheat with them.

30 Let both grow together until the harvest: and in the time of harvest I will say to the reapers, Gather ye together first the tares, and bind them in bundles to burn them: but gather the wheat into my barn.

31 Another parable put he forth unto them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is like to a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and sowed in his field:

32 Which indeed is the least of all seeds: but when it is grown, it is the greatest among herbs, and becometh a tree, so that the birds of the air come and lodge in the branches thereof.

33 Another parable spake he unto them; The kingdom of heaven is like unto leaven, which a woman took, and hid in three measures of meal, till the whole was leavened.

34 All these things spake Jesus unto the multitude in parables; and without a parable spake he not unto them:

35 That it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet, saying, I will open my mouth in parables; I will utter things which have been kept secret from the foundation of the world.

36 Then Jesus sent the multitude away, and went into the house: and his disciples came unto him, saying, Declare unto us the parable of the tares of the field.

37 He answered and said unto them, He that soweth the good seed is the Son of man;

38 The field is the world; the good seed are the children of the kingdom; but the tares are the children of the wicked one;

39 The enemy that sowed them is the devil; the harvest is the end of the world; and the reapers are the angels.

40 As therefore the tares are gathered and burned in the fire; so shall it be in the end of this world.

41 The Son of man shall send forth his angels, and they shall gather out of his kingdom all things that offend, and them which do iniquity;

42 And shall cast them into a furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth.

43 Then shall the righteous shine forth as the sun in the kingdom of their Father. Who hath ears to hear, let him hear.

44 Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto treasure hid in a field; the which when a man hath found, he hideth, and for joy thereof goeth and selleth all that he hath, and buyeth that field.

45 Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man, seeking goodly pearls:

46 Who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought it.

47 Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a net, that was cast into the sea, and gathered of every kind:

48 Which, when it was full, they drew to shore, and sat down, and gathered the good into vessels, but cast the bad away.

49 So shall it be at the end of the world: the angels shall come forth, and sever the wicked from among the just,

50 And shall cast them into the furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth.

51 Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord.

52 Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.

53 And it came to pass, that when Jesus had finished these parables, he departed thence.

54 And when he was come into his own country, he taught them in their synagogue, insomuch that they were astonished, and said, Whence hath this man this wisdom, and these mighty works?

55 Is not this the carpenter's son? is not his mother called Mary? and his brethren, James, and Joses, and Simon, and Judas?

56 And his sisters, are they not all with us? Whence then hath this man all these things?

57 And they were offended in him. But Jesus said unto them, A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country, and in his own house.

58 And he did not many mighty works there because of their unbelief.

When I was about 13 years old(Grade 5 or 6, i'm not sure), I can remember agonizing over multiplying 3 numbers by 3 numbers(say 546 x 342). Everyone else was in bed in our one room house, but I was by the radio, trying desperately to get it.

Tears were falling down my cheeks in my desperation, but something happened that night. I suddenly understood and mathematics came easier after that. I went on to have Math, Science, Chemistry and Physics be my best subjects.

Did God, who I did not know, show mercy on this poor child, adding another crumb to the trail of His existence? That night still stands out in my memory banks, Selah.

Romans 9:14-16 King James Version (KJV)

14 What shall we say then? Is there unrighteousness with God? God forbid.

15 For he saith to Moses, I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion.

16 So then it is not of him that willeth, nor of him that runneth, but of God that sheweth mercy.

Romans 9:18King James Version (KJV)

18 Therefore hath he mercy on whom he will have mercy, and whom he will he hardeneth.

I would say that a major crumb on the trail to God occurred in 1974, on a runaway trip to the USA. For the whole story, follow this link to "Angel".

Exodus 33:18-20 King James Version (KJV)

18 And he said, I beseech thee, shew me thy glory.

19 And he said, I will make all my goodness pass before thee, and I will proclaim the name of the Lord before thee; and will be gracious to whom I will be gracious, and will shew mercy on whom I will shew mercy.

20 And he said, Thou canst not see my face: for there shall no man see me, and live.

Needless to say, the crumbs don't end once we capitulate and become Christians. The following are a few of the many that have occurred in my life, beginning with the most recent.

A: I was returning home from a trip to Southern Alberta(few people and far between, perfect for being alone with God)a few days ago(4/4/17), and it was dark as I neared Edmonton. Coming in on highway 14 from the east, I had planned to head north on the Henday. Not having gone this way before, my intention was to intersect Baseline Road and head east, which eventually heads right past our place. Oops, saw the Whitemud and took it instead. Having second thoughts and not wanting to use 99th street(a route I take almost everyday coming back from my 2 dolla lunch at IKEA, lol), I turned onto 50th street and headed north. This eventually hits the end of Baseline, where I could turn onto it, and head east. For almost 50 blocks, I hit ever green light there was, except two. One on the turn and one which was a few feet earlier heading into the Mall at 50th and 101st(Baseline). After almost turning into the Mall(it's dark and am tired from driving 1500 km's), I am sitting at the turn onto 101st street, waiting for the light to change. There are a few cars beside me and am looking over at them when I see a white van doing, I estimate 70 to 80 kph, go barreling through the intersection on the red, heading north. What the blue blazes. What was that all about? Then it dawns on me. I could have been heading east on 101 through that green if I had stuck to my original thought. I'm not saying it would have been exactly at that time, but who knows. Makes one think why things happen. Yikes and away. Life is so fragile and we usually never give it a second thought.

Not to digress, lol, but keep that thought, I grew up on a farm outside of Medicine Hat, Alberta(1956 to 1966)where our nearest neighbour was a quarter of a mile away. Only a couple of years into our sojourn, the next door neighbour's daughter drowned in their dugout at 10 years old(my age at the time). This was my first encounter with death. They had an open casket funeral, and there she was, sweet as ever, laying there. Why her?

Okay, the neigbours across the highway were dairy farmers and lived the life of Reilly compared to us. They had a son younger than us(my brother and I), but we still played quite often together. We envied their lifestyle as they lived in a regular house while we had a one room place which was to be a chicken house, if and when a normal house was to be built. Never happened. Any way, in 1991, a few months after my Dad died, some deranged person came onto their place(we as family were no longer in the area) and killed the son's wife and his dad. From what I understand, he was accused, but later exonerated. Life is stranger than fiction.

To add to the morbidity, I had another friend who lived about a mile away, whom we shared many happy moments tearing around in our old(1929 Dodge Brothers among others) cars. He had two brothers, both younger and he himself was a few years younger than my brother and I, which never really shared the driving experience, but were hapless passengers. No fatalities, thank God. Never the less, some years after we left the farm, the middle brother was killed in a tractor accident. Apparently, his dad was towing the tractor he was on and it flipped. Can you imagine the guilt. This same dad told my mom earlier in life while we still lived on the farm that he really didn't want to live forever. She was JW and was witnessing to him. I hope he changed his mind.

And again. There was an old man(we new him by the name "Squeaky") who lived by the highway(#3) the school bus took to Seven Persons(6 miles, 10 kilometers from our farm, so half way to Squeaky's place, 3 miles) where we attended school. You couldn't say he live in a mansion as the assembly of unpainted shacks which were his abode looked like a collection of pig pens and shelters. Being a kid, you really don't think to much of it as you yourself are living in a small one room building whose future was supposed to be a chicken house. Across the highway from these tenements was an old "Ditch Rider's house(these men controlled the distribution of water to the farmers in the area so they could irrigate their fields). At some point in the early 60's, Squeaky went across the road and killed the man living in this house, why not being known to us. Getting the picture. This is not a high density populated area as people lived a half mile or so apart, your typical rural area back then. Okay, on to the next demise.

A girl in my class(i was fortunate to be in the right rotation for school years as this school had a school policy whereby two grades of children were taught at the same time. Example, grade 5 and 6 students were taught grade 5 one year and grade 6 the next. My brother was the hapless one as he got grade 6 before grade 5. Get the picture?), it being a small one with only 3 of us grade 8ers(but sharing with grade 7, so a regular sided group overall), had the misfortune of her dad being killed in a tractor accident. Every day stuff, eh? As an aside, I can remember my 9th grade(this year of schooling we were alone, all 5 of us, lol) teacher telling us there was no god, which to me at the time seemed harsh, as I wanted to believe but couldn't. Just in case though, I behaved somewhat. So in my little circle of life on the farm, 6 dead people. Makes you wonder.

B: What are the odds that you could plan 75 or so trips to the States on a motorcycle over a 10 year period and never be rained on once in your tent. Well that is exactly what happened to me starting in 1985, the year of my life changing journey to a new working career. In the fall of 1984, I was laid off from my job as a motorcycle mechanic/grunt boy, not knowing what the future held, but knowing I never wanted to see another motorcycle. I had gone from living to ride to hating the darn things. But I came to realize that working on them was what I despised. So I started thinking of buying another road bike as I had given them up in "76" for full time dirt biking. My old shop had a brand new 1985 Suzuki Intruder V-Twin 750, maroon in color and seeing my old partner, Al, still owed us money, I didn't have to lay out any cash. As a matter of fact, Al and I went to the Reno Air Races, he on a 6 cylinder Honda, together, the introduction of my trips to the States.

Having gotten the job at the Gaol in "86", I believe we were allowed 105 hours of vacation as newbies, and once permanent(scheduled job with regular hours) I could book my vacation time at the beginning of the year, according to seniority. I was on Gangs which sometimes allowed me 14 days off for the use of 32 hours. It took 12 days to ride to Salina Kansas and then to San Diego, back to Kamloops, a distance of 7878 km's or almost 5 thousand miles. I was in Heaven. At last, freedom to roam with a purpose, sanctioned by the powers that be. I rode through all kinds of weather, rain, snow, wind, cold, hot, and glorious clear and warm. For the night(it would take 4 days to get to Kansas, the home of my former Pastor Bobbie and his Family, so 3 nights camping out), I would not know for the most part where I would be camping, but as the trips went by, I had my favourites. I camped off the beaten path, anywhere where I could not be spotted easily. One time, north of Los Angeles, more towards San Francisco, I was truly worried but was lulled by the thought of an Angel standing guard over my tent. Slept like a baby. And all these trips over the years, my tent never got wet(sorry had a few drops at a free campground in Colorado, off Interstate 70). If it was raining, I would be at my destination under a roof. Truly a modern day miracle.

I always had a fear of running out of gas, as my machine had an 11 liter gas tank, 120 miles on the main and about 30 on reserve. I can't remember which trip, but I came under the impression that I should only fill up at Chevron stations. Sometimes I would be on fumes, passing up viable other stations, but then, on the horizon would be that glorious Chevron. Then came the inevitable. In Eastern Idaho, I ran out about a mile from the station on the horizon. Pushed into it, filled up, went in to pay and noticed they had a campground for 5 bucks in the back. The Lady at the till went and asked, and they let me stay in a small trailer out back for the same money. Thanks be for that mercy. Fell asleep listening to the radio. Next morning I had to scrape the frost off the seat of my bike, lol. (My Parrot just laughed, lol) Back on the road again, and still chilly, I stopped a few miles down the road(Interstate 84) at a rest area/weigh station, where a trucker offered to throw my bike up on his rig to save me the cool. Ah no. Might get a scratch, lol. Off we go, passing Snowville, Utah and guess what, the beast goes on reserve. Never go back. The miles click by, but only rolling farmland and prairie greet my growing intrepidation. Finally I run out of gas on an uphill climb, with no station in sight. Some time into my push, a fellow stops on the road next to the freeway and offers a lift, which I politely decline, not wanting to leave my bike to the wolves. After about a mile, I come to an overpass and pushup the off ramp to get a rolling start back onto the freeway as it is on the crest of the hill. And what do I see in the distance? A Chevron. So a mile or so later I am happily filling up, somewhat less worried about being left in the middle of nowhere. I have actually pulled into Farmer's yards and gotten gas that way. Praise be to the working man/woman.

So comes the end of my story of motorcycling. At the end of 1994, we moved to a new house in Kamloops overlooking the city and far away from our memories in Westsyde. I had replaced my Intruder with a Honda Pacific Coast(V-Twin 800 fully enclosed with integral saddle bags) as it had over 100 thousand km's. Also in my stable was a 1994 yellow Mustang convertible. As my new neighbour Alex was walking by in the spring of "95", he says, "Time to get rid of the motorcycle". Say what? After much thought, I put it up for sale, and it goes to an old fellow in his "70's". As he and his son are taking it away, the heavens open up and we are deluged by rain big time. Funny thing about that. The day I got my Intruder in "85", a similar storm enveloped my place in Westsyde while I was up at the Honda Shop(Al's) installing a mud flap. I came home to mud in the carport and water. Hmmmmm. As an aside, I still wandered the shops looking at bikes, finally eying up this 1400cc V-Twin low rider at the Suzuki/Yamaha shop. After about a year I finally let resistance slide and sat on it. It felt rebellious. So much for that. Two weeks later it sold. Signora motorcycles. Now I think of them as murder cycles, but God allowed me to have them and used them to increase my faith, while having on heck of a lot of fun. But if you what to move on in your relationship, I had to give them up willingly. Praise the Lord.

10. This Story began in 1982, the year I became a Christian. There I met eternal friends although God had different paths for us. My Pastor, Bobby George got "The Calling" and left in 1984 for Kansas, leaving many broken hearts and angry voices behind. During these two years, I went on many spiritual journeys of increasing faith events. One particular one was with Darrell Dickson, when he and i had the opportunity to witness to a group of Mormons, the rendezvous set up by a workplace acquaintance who was baffled by my beliefs and wanted some of his expert friends to set me straight(good luck with that). I forget how many of them there were, but enough to be outnumbered by at least 2 to 1. God supplied me the words and we left them totally defeated in the attacks on True Christianity, able to give them the complete plan of Salvation. I was flying high when we left, but Darrell was down, determined to increase his faith. Weeks later, there he is, up front at the Church, dedicating his life to the Ministry. Had the opportunity to listen to him preach several times. At the end of one of these, and being the tradition of the Church where the Pastor stands at the door to say goodbye to all, there's Darrell confronting and saying to my Wife and i, "Thanks for Coming". Sorry, but kinda stuck in my craw and reminds us of it when someone says that to this day. Kind of a, "I'm the Man", and your the peasant feeling. Eventually, our paths departed.

Darrell's Family owned a hay farm east of town and you guessed it, we got a horse(Tenaha), and ended up buying hay from them. The Man who owned the stable where we kept Tenaha(a Guru of roping, riding and u name it)was totally impressed with the quality of this hay(what would I know, lol). Fast forward, next thing you know, the Dickson's are turning their farm into a golf course. Not having intimate relations with them, it was only a visual observing of what transpired. The Golf Course was along side the Trans Canada Highway and became quite popular. Now for the bad news. You would think the world was at your finger tips but no. The Father died while down at the pump house along side the South Thompson River(across the highway). Hmmmm, a kink in the plan. Several years went by and we hear that Darrell has taken his own life. Wait a minute, a Christian doing this? When visiting my former Pastor in Kansas that fall, he has the explanation. You see Darrell had given his life to the Lord's Service and then bailed for a worldly enterprise. Could this be the answer? You can bet your bottom dollar the devil would be on his case about it. A sad ending to what one would have though to be a win win situation.

Proverbs 14:12 King James Version (KJV)

12 There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.

Proverbs 16:25 King James Version (KJV)

25 There is a way that seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.

11. It's the August Long-weekend(2018), and my son has invited me on a fishing trip to Cold Lake Alberta. It will be an overnighter, fishing two days and travelling there and back both days. The evening before, my son calls my wife and says he is having trouble with the wiring to the boat trailer from his Class "C" motor home. Needs dad's help, lol. The next morning i arrive and find we have to wire the pigtail to the home. Using his voltmeter, we eventually connect the proper wires in spite of the colour coded wires not matching up. It appears someone has improperly wired the trailer as this should not be so. Okay, we test and find the left brake and signal are not working as well as the brake lites on the motor home being intermittent. Looks like we are not going my son says. My reply, they were working so let's hit the road.

After an uneventful trip, we arrive at the lake and prepare to launch the boat. It's a beautiful day, sunny and very little wind. It's our first time here, so it's a learning process. We're just about ready to go when my son declares, the motor on the boat won't turn over. We have power to the gauges so that's not the problem. Up with the hood and i'm looking for the possible culprit. Yes, there is power to the solenoid so i cross the two terminals and voila, she turns over. Into the lake and i herd the boat while my son parks the rig. Finally we push off and get the motor started with the gerry rigging solenoid jumping trick and off we go. About a mile out, my son throws in his line and almost immediately has at least a three pounder on. Well this continues off and on for the next almost six hours, landing a total of 13 trout.

Time to head in, and we arrive at the zoo, waiting our turn. I drop my son off at the dock and continue circling until he returns. Oh, there goes the sixteen footer with five young adults, but wait, they've picked up two more, lol. Ah, i see my son backing in so head the boat in and hit the trailer spot on the first time. Off with the motor, which has been running flawlessly for the last six hours, and go to raise the leg. Sorry, no go. It goes down, but not up, sheesh. Good grief, we have to raise it in order for us to clear the launch area, so i lift the hood and restart the motor, but still a no go. I shut the motor off and bump the control stick in the process. Low and behold, the leg now works. Great. Out comes the boat and i reconnect the pigtails. My son heads up to the parking area and i notice the brake lights are now working on both sides. Yaaah. And the final coupdegraw, my son discovers the engine turns over with the key. Isn't God Good? Muzt have been that control lever as it wouldn't start a few minutes ago when i first tried to raise the leg. Me thinks someone was trying to discourage us from having a great day. Needless to say, we had no problems the next morning fishing or on the trip home. A wonderful outing for a father and son. The trip of a lifetime, first time camping with his motor home and first time pulling his boat with same.

Prequel and post Op to this story.

So it's the Wednesday before, around 4:30 in the afternoon and i'm parking my Prius on the street a couple of blocks from our apartment in Edmonchuck. It's a slight slope and dexterity is needed to get it positioned so as not to roll away should the brakes fail. A few hours earlier i was approximately 40 miles south of town on the QE2, taking in the sights. Aaaah, just right, have all the windows up, sunroof closed, so i exit the vehicle and lock the doors. Ha ha. I try to open the hatchback, but the button won't work. After several tries, i abandon the effort and attempt to reenter the driver's door. My car has the feature where you just touch the handle and the door unlocks, but not today. What is going on i'm thinking to myself. Out with the emergency key from the fob and voila, i'm in. I press the start button, but the panel does not light up and a faint, intermittent green light glows from the button. I assess that something has gone wrong in the electrical system. Good thing the windows are up. I lock the door manually and head home, hoping it will self correct overnight, resisting the urge to worry about it, and definitely do not tell my Wife, lol.

It's the next morning(Thursday) and i'm curious about what is about to transpire as i walk to my car, my faithful dog Elwood in tow. Nope, the door will not automatically open, so it's out with the key. Once seated in the car, i depress the brake and see the faint green light on the power button so i depress it. Out goes the light. I try several more times but to no avail. Okay, the four ways are working but nothing else. Assuming it's just a glitch switch, i repeatedly push the power button and success, the panel lights up. Now on the Prius, a Toyota, the engine does not always immediately start so there is a waiting period before before my heart settles down and the beast purrs into life. Aaaah, fixed i'm thinking.

So on with my day which includes lunch and a trip of about 50 miles east, past the Town of Tofield a few klicks and ending at an old grain elevator where i enjoy the sights and rest. Everything seems to be working as the car is behaving normally and has started several times, no problemo. The trip home is uneventful and i park the car as normal. Again i close all the windows and shut the car off. Out of the corner of my eye i see the panel completely disappear. Oh oh. I go to lock the doors with the switch on the door, but nothing happens. I press the power button and same deal, no nothing, and the four ways aren't working either. This does not bode well for the trip to Hot Nite in the City in Kamloops and on to Vancouver Island, next weekend, wow. Okay, lockup the car manually again and head home. The next morning brings no relief as the car is completely dead, no signs of life. Guess i'm Driving the Rav, ha ha. Long weekend coming up so i figure i will work on it the next week and enjoy our fishing trip to Cold Lake, getting lots of practice not worrying, lol.

Okay, great trip of a life time and it's Wednesday morning. Had something to do on Tuesday(old man disease as i can't remember) so this is the day to R&D the beast which, by the way, has over 380,000 kms on it. I did some research on the Web and found the battery jump post, with some added info from the Dealer who said it was probably in the twelve volt system, powered by a smaller 12 volt battery(which i replaced last fall) under the floor in the trunk. He says in might be a dead cell, which i don't take too seriously. Okay, i have a set of jumper cables and an old(bought in 2009 for Christine, our 1957 Dodge Mayfair, and only used to drive a few blocks every other year to the Hot Nite) battery loaded into the Rav and head over to the wreck, lol. I park in the alley and unload. I've got my totem on wheels with the battery and cables in it, approach the car and park it on the sidewalk. Sure enough, i have to use the key from the fob to open the door. I pop the hood and connect the battery cables to the positive post in the fuse box and the negative to the top of the strut tower.

You need to do this so you can pop the trunk and access the battery as everything on a Prius is operated by electricity. Voila, i'm able to start the car. I load the battery and cables in the trunk, put the totem back in the Rav, and move my Prius to the alley. Next step, return the Rav4 and drive the Prius to the place i bought my battery.

Okay, i'm back at the car, but i can't open the trunk, idiot. Ha ha. I fold the back seat down so i can get access to Christine's battery and once again connect it to the fuse box post by running the cables from the trunk along side the car. Success. I arrive at the Parts Shop and try to open the trunk. Oops, shut off the car and can't open it. Idiot x 2. Happily, i again connect the spare battery to the post up front, lol. Aaaah, open trunk and remove the 12 volt battery. I take it into the store where they check it. Sure enough, it has a bad cell(a first for this dude). He checks to see if they have a replacement and by gar, they do and no cost to me. Paper work done, i head out to the car and reinstall the battery. Now we're talking. Ready for the three thousand kilometer trip to Kamloops, the Hot Nite, a Doctor's appointment, a Dentist appointment and an unknown rendezvous with adventure. Click this button to see the madness to follow, lol.

Thanks for listening to my life with God's Grace attached. bob.

Hebrews 5:14 King James Version (KJV)

14 But strong meat belongeth to them that are of full age, even those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern both good and evil.

12: January, 2010, a saga starts. I've just taken possession of a Blizzard White Prius, mid model. It's the first major upgrade for the Prius series and i'm in car heaven. Of the two leisure pastimes of my life, driving wins out over walking, and with 60 plus miles to the gallon, it's like having a motorcycle with four wheels. Again nothing like a new car to bring a sense of joy to one's life, but wait, how long can it last. 18 days my friend. The Wife has borrowed my car and gone to do some errands, leaving me home to play Vids. Here she comes, in a state i rarely see her in, profusely apologizing, near hysteria. While backing up out of a parking stall, some young tweety bird has clipped the rear bumper, leaving a black scar across it's gleaming white surface. The work of the devil i'm sure, to bring a wedge between us, but God is Gracious, as this hideous event turns to joy when Buzz's Autobody buffs it out, hardly leaving a mark and ICBC cuts me a check instead of repainting the grievous object of contention. Round One, Ding.

With the Kilometers racking up at the steady rate of 40 plus thousand a year, i take the beast in for an oil change at Vernon Toyota as i'll be heading for my friend's place in Kansas shortly. As part of the initial deal, they threw in a few free oil changes, and this is one of them. Chucky, I just got my first job, seems to be the fellow assigned to the task i find out. Approaching the car, my satisfied feeling evaporates as i notice two marks on the door sill, and a pool of oil under the engine. What the blankity blank happened? Apparently the lad has jacked up the car on the plastic sills instead of the jack points, leaving dents. The driver's door is also taking more force to close than before. Okay, other than a new car, what's the solution. There i am standing beside my pride and joy, kid with cap in hand and the manager, and out come the words, how about a new set of winter tires for compensation. Done. But i paid for them in the smell of burning oil coming from under the hood(oil spilled on the block cooking off when the engine gets hot) when climbing long hills, something i hate. Makes it seem like you're driving an old beater. Took me a while to get over that one, but God is Good, working on my phobias and transferring my love of things to a love of Him. And the saga continues.

One of the things i truly love is cruising the roads, radio blasting my favourite tunes, usually sourced from a disc i have made of songs i've downloaded over the years. Driving through the mountains limits the radio stations one can pick up, so having satellite radio also was a blessing. For some unknown reason, the six month subscription thrown in with the purchase, extended to four years. I have no idea what the deal was, but i was thankful, as some Christian Channels were available. Seems about the time i came to the conclusion that all these Pundits had a fatal flaw, the air waves went blank. And to top it off, the CD player packed it in so i couldn't listen to them either. As a last resort, i used an Ipod that had been given to me to tap into the Auxiliary outlet. Needless to say, this too went the way of the Dodo bird. Seems God was weening me off of the rest of the Christian Evangelical Horde. But the radio itself continued to work, but i still spent a large portion of my driving in silence. I guess a good way to hear from Him directly.

Ever seen the effects of having a mouse in your car? Besides the smell(which comes out on hot days), they can do a number on your wires, etc. I'm thinking he got in when i picked up a hitchhiker just outside of town with a backpack. In any case, a few days later i noticed a goodie bag on the floor of the rear seat had sort of rough edges along the top. When i checked the glove compartment, there were traces of chewed up paper. Reaching back to my youth on the farm, it sure looked like the leavings of a mouse. Not wanting to resort to violence, but at the same time rescue my car from an early grave, i left the doors open for a few hours, thinking he would escape. Not to be. One mouse trap later, the little rascal was removed from his new chosen abode. And the Prius soldiered on.

Remember the rear bumper story, well the front bumper was to have it's day/days also. Travelling through southern Montana on Interstate 15, near Monida Pass, it came in contact with a skunk in the darkness of night, driver's side and just glad it wasn't an elk. At the same time, the fender liner was ripped out and deposited somewhere behind me. Luckily i had a large garbage bag to put it in, but the smell, whooowie. Again(a year later?) travelling through Nebraska on Interstate 80, two sets of beady eyes approached the right side at say, 75 miles an hour(speed limit) around one AM(Someone telling me not to drive late at night?) taking out that side. There probably would have been no damage in either case if the car was not so low to the ground. You guessed it, by by fender liner as i didn't even stop this time. Later on though, in a fog bank on I-135(South of York to Salina), having slowed for fear of hitting something big(say a stalled vehicle), there lies a dead deer taking up a large part of the left section of the road. I figured that baby must have weighed a hundred pounds or so as i dragged it off the road, not wanting anyone else to have an accident. Later, back at the ranch(Buzz's)(the first ding got me a buyout, with duct tape doing the job, and they also told me if anything else happened to it, there would be no coverage as it already had been paid out), both sides were fixed, no cost except the deductible of $300. Somebody was looking after me, no doubt. And the km's continued to rack up.

Since the early 60's, i have been enthralled with the internal combustion engine, a device that gives us the power to explore freedom, first in old cars bought from neighbours, then motorcycles, and eventually cars, mostly Toyotas. We have been talking about my recent adventure wagon, the Prius. For the most part, it has been a faithful companion, racking up over 400,000 kms with the expenditure of approximately $2000 on repairs, including one set of brake shoes, one set of spark plugs, front wheel bearings, one starter battery and several sets of tires. About a year ago, it started giving me grief with not starting three times. The Prius is a computor on wheels. When something is amiss, the triangle of death shows on the readout, with the message, Check Hybrid System. The first time was in the Fall of 2017 at my Wife's work. Replacing the 12 volt starter battery cured that, but in the spring of 2018, this same event unfolded, luckily where i normally park. Turned out to be a bad cell in the new battery which was replaced on warranty, wow. Now the third time was after the Christmas Holiday. It sat for a week and would not start. I figured the little battery was okay as had lots of power to all the lights, etc. After some research, i came to the conclusion it was the hybrid battery, My worst fears were confirmed after towing it to the Dealer and having it checked out. $4300 big ones. As i also needed new brakes and with 405,000 kms on the clock, we figured it would be best to replace the beast. Hated to see it go as i was hoping to get 500 G's and more, but God had other plans. Before 2000, it was always my practice to trade in when we got near or exceeded 100,000 kms. But i changed my ways, putting 189,000 on the Echo bought in 2002, and now over 400,000 on the Prius. Amazingly, after toying with the idea of getting a TDI Beetle, we purchased a 2012 XLE Hybrid Camry. Amazingly it was at the Toyota Dealer we always deal with. The next day, the crippled Prius left our grasp for the sum of $1200. Towed to the Dealer on January the 16th, new car on the 17th, relieved of a burden on the 18th. Amazing timing, but if you know God, not.

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A Question of Trust: A fun quiz to test your level of Faith. Who do you trust, yourself or God?

1: a; Do you manipulate the situation to get your way? or b; Do you allow most events to unfold without a high level of interference from yourself?

2: a; Are you jealous of people with good looks, personality, wealth, energy, talent, charisma, fame, and popularity? or b; Do you realize such gifts could lead you down the path of self destruction?

3: a; Do you constantly set goals for yourself and/or others, and aggressively pursue them? or b; Do you wait for opportunities to present themselves and hopefully take advantage of them?

4: a; Do you consider accidents to be "Bad Luck"? or b; Do you consider accidents to be a message from God, to get our attention and redirect our paths'?

5: a; Do you avoid situations because they might cause you some discomfort, mentally, physically, or monetarily or b; Do you do the right thing and sacrifice yourself for the wellbeing of others?

6: a; Do you worry about what people will think or say if you do or don't do something? or b; Do you practice patience, and do things at the appropriate time?

7: a; Do you collect things to give you a sense of security? or b; Do you realize that everything is temporal and you collect only the things that you need for your wellbeing?

8: a; Do you struggle with the way things are working out? or b; Do you accept that nothing could be added or taken away to make it better?

9: a; Do you fear that the hammer is going to drop when you let your guard down? or b; Do you calmly go about your daily business?

10: a; Are you aggressively climbing the ladder of life to get an advantage? or b; Are you resisting the fleshly desire to be someone, realizing you are someone, and position can only separate you from God and man?

11: a; Are you trying to make an empire on earth? or b; Are you waiting for the home that has been prepared for you in heaven?

12: a; Are you trying to be number one? or b; Are you worshipping number One?

13: a; When you do things, are you only concerned with what you can get out of it? or b; When you do things are you only concerned with what God wants you to do?

14: a; Do the same things keep happening to you over and over? or b; Are things improving in your life? PS-If your answer was "a", then your not getting the message! Ask for help.

15: a; Are physical looks more important to you than your inner being? or b; Is peace and joy in your heart more important than fleeting fame and glory?

16: a; When you're exercising, is your thought that you will look good and be attractive to the world? or b; When you're exercising, is your thought, what a wonderful machine God has built for His Glory?

17: a; Do you wake up dreading the day? or b; Do you rise in the morning anticipating the things God has in store for you?

18 a; Are you taking this quiz seriously? or b; Do you realize Bob has gone off the deep end?

If you got mostly "b"s, you're putting more faith in God than yourself. If you got mostly "a"s, you're limiting the growth of your faith in God's ability to take care of you and work all things together for good. Try to let go now and then and see what happens. Remember, Jesus is the author of our faith, thus authorizing everything that happens in a believer's life. Nothing is by chance.

Hebrews 12:2 - Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.

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Roadblocks to Christ: Deterants to a full relationship with God.

1: Close non-christian family ties; included are cult like organizations and clubs.

2: Wealth and fame.

3: Personality and spirit.

4: Good looks and talent.

5: Position and power.

6: Possessions.

7: Unmerited self-esteem.

8: Worldly ambition.

9: Intelligence, education.

10: Fear of man.

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Get Over It! Something bothering you?

Have you ever made a mistake that you thought could never be undone, with far reaching consequences, your future lying in ruins? Haven't we all. Well I've got news for you, nothing happens that God doesn't allow. He also said all things work together for good for His called. If that's you, what is there to worry about. He will work it out. So "Get Over It". Sometimes it just takes time for the reason to be revealed but in the meantime, don't beat yourself up constantly. Usually we hate mistakes and failures to perform because they make us look weak and stupid. Pride! As God works on us(those that have accepted Christ), we change and see things differently, understanding why the event was allowed to happen, thus letting us change our behaviour in the future, where the worldly person would or could not. This is usually when Satan attacks us, because he does not want us to improve our behaviour, but to stay in the same old rut, or worse, give up and run away, blaming ourselves or others, wallowing in self pity. What a trap. "If only" is a merry go round that's hard to get off. Instead, as we get closer to God and can see His leading more clearly, we can make decisions based on our new relationship with Him, taking us further away from our old selves. It can be more painful if these events(failures to perform to our or other's expectations) included other people or loved ones you feel have been let down or have lost respect for you. They will be impressed when your changed behaviour allows you to overcome future, similar situations, which will diminish with time as they are no longer necessary. Possibly, God has a new direction (correction in course) that the worldly person can't see, but the bigger picture revealed to the spiritual one will reveal itself in time. We can only be patient with them until they catchup and see the light, if they do. Falling down is never easy, but as we overcome, get up, and follow our new path, we will become more confident as we see it work out in the long run. So in the meantime, chuckle at yourself, and "Get Over It", and more importantly, carry on as if it had never happened, not letting it drag you down. That is success. Remember, God loves you unconditionally.

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I'LL Buy That! A simple story told to my son on the way to the Grand Canyon to his question, "How can we be sure evolution is not true?"

Scientists tell us that everthing came from the "Big Bang". Well isn't that nice. Here we have absolutely nothing bringing forth everything in an instant. Here we have atoms with negative electrons circling a nucleus of positive protons(and neutral neutrons to beef up the weight)and they don't implode. Super. And somehow they unite with each other to make more complicated molecules. OK, I'll buy that! Now that we have all this matter spreading out to fill the known universe, somehow they get together and form planets and stars orbiting each other in precise manner. Supposedly the higher elements are formed in these stars under great pressure and nuclear fusion. Super. So here we have this juicy planet all primed with the elements of primitive life, ready to go. OK, I'll buy that! Now one day all these elements in just the right amount spring to life. Super. Here we have a life form that not only can ingest nutrients, grow, reproduce, and florish in an unhospitable environment, but mutate to a higher level of life form. Literally millions of atoms joined in exactly the right way to receive the gift of life from a jolt of electricity. OK, I'll buy that! So then come all the other forms of life, struggling through earthquakes, floods, volcanoes, ice ages, meteorites, etc.. Now after millions and millions of years, here I sit writting to you on this computor, whose design and function are beyond my capacity or desire to understand. Isn't that super. And I and it can be destroyed by one tiny virus. What could be simpler? "I'll Buy That!" ??? . . . Creation versus Evolution Website . . . Darwinism - The Blind Watchmaker . . . Can You Believe Both the Bible and Evolution? . . .

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I've been Fleeced! The Gideon syndrome. Always testing God to see if He loves you.

Maybe you've done this too. I've had a bad habit of not trusting God at his word, and putting Him to the test. It probably stems from insecurity, constantly needing to be reassured of His love for me. Many years ago, I would push the limit of my motorcycle's range, to see if I could make it to the next gas station, which more than likely would be the Chevron station I was expecting God to supply. Sounds kind of crazy doesn't it, but at that time in my walk, I felt Him leading me to do this. It did increase my faith. Sometimes I would run out of gas. I was always afraid of running out of gas, but quess what, God always supplied. Sometimes it would be from a farmer, sometimes someone would stop, sometimes I would push(one nice thing about a motorbike). I remember running out of gas within sight of a gas station(Chevron) in eastern Idaho(near Burley). I pushed about a mile to the staion and filled up. I noticed they also had a campground(I normally camped for free anywhere I could, but that's another story) and since it was near sundown, I asked how much. The lady said it was $5.00, so I said OK. She had seen me push my bike up to the pumps and must have felt sorry for me, so she went and talked to her husband about letting me stay in a small travel trailer they had. I couldn't believe it. I had my own little nest(it froze that night) out back with a radio to listen to and a bed instead of the hard ground to sleep on. God is good. The next morning I took off heading for Ogden and eventually Kansas. At the next rest area, when I stopped to warm up and take a break, a trucker offered to put my bike on the back of his truck(he probably thought it was too cold to ride, but I was dressed for it), but I declined, not wanting to get my bike damaged. The motorcycle I was riding at this time was a Suzuki Intruder 750, and it's fuel range was between 120 and 150 miles, with a max of 30 miles on reserve. As I approached the next town(Snowville) I hadn't gone on reserve yet, so I rode right past. Quess what? I went on reserve a mile or so later. You quessed it. About 30 miles later, with a stop or two at abandoned farms, my bike ran out of gas. From the look of the area, I figured I was close to civilization, so I started pushing, uphill. Now I'm on a major freeway, and nobody's stopping, except for one fellow on the road that parallels the highway, who offers me a ride. Seeing there's a fence between me and him, and not wanting to leave my bike on the freeway, I decline. After about a mile or so, I get to the top of the rise and see a gas station in the distance(a Chevron). Hey I only had to push 3 miles this time. By this time, I'm not too worried about running out of gas anymore. As the years went by, I sort of developed this "hang in there" attitude to the point I was afraid not to take a chance for fear of not putting my faith in God to supply, and thus offending Him. It sort of came to a head in the spring of 2003. We had moved to a new house down by the river in December of 2002, and our mortgage was due for renewal 11 months later. As there is a penalty for early renewal and even though it was painful to wait, I felt I had no choice but to do so. I had become so addicted to blind faith that I thought I can't even check to see how the rates are changing, let alone go in early. I sort of painted myself into a corner, and I was getting mad at God for doing this to me. Dah!!! I also thought that if I didn't get the lowest possible rate, then God doesn't love me. How twisted is that? On May 1st 0f 2003, being 6 months before the actual renewal date and allowing a renewal without a penalty, I was going through quite a spiritual turmoil about whether to go to the bank or not. After 9 days of soul searching, I felt at peace looking on my computor to see what rates were available. They were the lowest I'd ever seen, so I setup an appointment and we renewed. Part of the reason I wanted to renew was not wanting to ruin my summer worrying about what was going to happen to the rates, thus affecting those around me and giving me more to worry about(regret). You guessed it, the rates went down even further. Boy was I choked with myself. I had let God down by not trusting Him big time, I thought. As it turned out, my banker allowed me to renew at the lower rate and I could have waited even further to the end of June to do this. I chose not to wait, as it didn't seem right. Near the end of June, a lady called from the bank and offered an early renewal at 0.2% lower than what we were locked into, as she was unaware that I had renewed with the local branch earlier. If I had waited, I would have saved another 0.2%, but since I had already used up my option to take advantage of a drop in rates within a month of a renewal, I was unable to do so. So in the end, either way, things would have worked out the same. It was only my faith pride that was damaged. If I had stuck it out and not gone in originally on May the 9th, my pride in my faith could have remained intact but I would have still been a slave to the fear of offending God. It's taken almost a year for me to "Get over it".(You don't know how many times I wished I'd have waited so I wouldn't be agonizing over my lack of faith. This involves me being off the hook with God if I had waited as I would have kept up my end of the bargain by being faithful and now even if He doesn't supply, I'm blameless.) I realized that all these years I had been throwing out fleeces to see if God was still with me(and taking pride in it when things worked out), when in fact He has never left and never will. I say there is a fine line between trust and tempting, but He is gracious to allow us to explore the boundries. Yes we can choose, but if we wait for Him things will be better, as long as we don't take credit for His work. God was dealing with my pride which is an ongoing battle. We must remember that nothing can be added to it and nothing taken away as this is God's perfect will for our lives. Relax, He is in control. Pefect love casts out fear. Thank you Jesus, my best friend.

Judges, Chapter 6.

1: And the children of Israel did evil in the sight of the LORD: and the LORD delivered them into the hand of Midian seven years.

2: And the hand of Midian prevailed against Israel: and because of the Midianites the children of Israel made them the dens which are in the mountains, and caves, and strong holds.

3: And so it was, when Israel had sown, that the Midianites came up, and the Amalekites, and the children of the east, even they came up against them;

4: And they encamped against them, and destroyed the increase of the earth, till thou come unto Gaza, and left no sustenance for Israel, neither sheep, nor ox, nor ass.

5: For they came up with their cattle and their tents, and they came as grasshoppers for multitude; for both they and their camels were without number: and they entered into the land to destroy it.

6: And Israel was greatly impoverished because of the Midianites; and the children of Israel cried unto the LORD.

7: And it came to pass, when the children of Israel cried unto the LORD because of the Midianites,

8: That the LORD sent a prophet unto the children of Israel, which said unto them, Thus saith the LORD God of Israel, I brought you up from Egypt, and brought you forth out of the house of bondage;

9: And I delivered you out of the hand of the Egyptians, and out of the hand of all that oppressed you, and drave them out from before you, and gave you their land;

10: And I said unto you, I am the LORD your God; fear not the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but ye have not obeyed my voice.

11: And there came an angel of the LORD, and sat under an oak which was in Ophrah, that pertained unto Joash the Abi-ezrite: and his son Gideon threshed wheat by the winepress, to hide it from the Midianites.

12: And the angel of the LORD appeared unto him, and said unto him, The LORD is with thee, thou mighty man of valour.

13: And Gideon said unto him, Oh my Lord, if the LORD be with us, why then is all this befallen us? and where be all his miracles which our fathers told us of, saying, Did not the LORD bring us up from Egypt? but now the LORD hath forsaken us, and delivered us into the hands of the Midianites.

14: And the LORD looked upon him, and said, Go in this thy might, and thou shalt save Israel from the hand of the Midianites: have not I sent thee?

15: And he said unto him, Oh my Lord, wherewith shall I save Israel? behold, my family is poor in Manasseh, and I am the least in my father's house.

16: And the LORD said unto him, Surely I will be with thee, and thou shalt smite the Midianites as one man.

17: And he said unto him, If now I have found grace in thy sight, then shew me a sign that thou talkest with me.

18: Depart not hence, I pray thee, until I come unto thee, and bring forth my present, and set it before thee. And he said, I will tarry until thou come again.

19: And Gideon went in, and made ready a kid, and unleavened cakes of an ephah of flour: the flesh he put in a basket, and he put the broth in a pot, and brought it out unto him under the oak, and presented it.

20: And the angel of God said unto him, Take the flesh and the unleavened cakes, and lay them upon this rock, and pour out the broth. And he did so.

21: Then the angel of the LORD put forth the end of the staff that was in his hand, and touched the flesh and the unleavened cakes; and there rose up fire out of the rock, and consumed the flesh and the unleavened cakes. Then the angel of the LORD departed out of his sight.

22: And when Gideon perceived that he was an angel of the LORD, Gideon said, Alas, O Lord GOD! for because I have seen an angel of the LORD face to face.

23: And the LORD said unto him, Peace be unto thee; fear not: thou shalt not die.

24: Then Gideon built an altar there unto the LORD, and called it Jehovah-shalom: unto this day it is yet in Ophrah of the Abi-ezrites.

25: And it came to pass the same night, that the LORD said unto him, Take thy father's young bullock, even the second bullock of seven years old, and throw down the altar of Baal that thy father hath, and cut down the grove that is by it:

26: And build an altar unto the LORD thy God upon the top of this rock, in the ordered place, and take the second bullock, and offer a burnt sacrifice with the wood of the grove which thou shalt cut down.

27: Then Gideon took ten men of his servants, and did as the LORD had said unto him: and so it was, because he feared his father's household, and the men of the city, that he could not do it by day, that he did it by night.

28: And when the men of the city arose early in the morning, behold, the altar of Baal was cast down, and the grove was cut down that was by it, and the second bullock was offered upon the altar that was built.

29: And they said one to another, Who hath done this thing? And when they inquired and asked, they said, Gideon the son of Joash hath done this thing.

30: Then the men of the city said unto Joash, Bring out thy son, that he may die: because he hath cast down the altar of Baal, and because he hath cut down the grove that was by it.

31: And Joash said unto all that stood against him, Will ye plead for Baal? will ye save him? he that will plead for him, let him be put to death whilst it is yet morning: if he be a god, let him plead for himself, because one hath cast down his altar.

32: Therefore on that day he called him Jerubbaal, saying, Let Baal plead against him, because he hath thrown down his altar.

33: Then all the Midianites and the Amalekites and the children of the east were gathered together, and went over, and pitched in the valley of Jezreel.

34: But the Spirit of the LORD came upon Gideon, and he blew a trumpet; and Abi-ezer was gathered after him.

35: And he sent messengers throughout all Manasseh; who also was gathered after him: and he sent messengers unto Asher, and unto Zebulun, and unto Naphtali; and they came up to meet them.

36: And Gideon said unto God, If thou wilt save Israel by mine hand, as thou hast said,

37: Behold, I will put a fleece of wool in the floor; and if the dew be on the fleece only, and it be dry upon all the earth beside, then shall I know that thou wilt save Israel by mine hand, as thou hast said.

38: And it was so: for he rose up early on the morrow, and thrust the fleece together, and wringed the dew out of the fleece, a bowl full of water.

39: And Gideon said unto God, Let not thine anger be hot against me, and I will speak but this once: let me prove, I pray thee, but this once with the fleece; let it now be dry only upon the fleece, and upon all the ground let there be dew.

40: And God did so that night: for it was dry upon the fleece only, and there was dew on all the ground.

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