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Trust Series Continues – Is Trust Shattered or Sacred?

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The Trust Series Continues:

Is Trust Shattered or Sacred? If you have not been reading along with us, I recommend you click the follow links and read the previous posts, otherwise, this post will not make sense:

The Easter 2017 Trust Series:

And there are links to the entire Trust Series at the bottom of the post so you can join us on learning about trust, why it is important, and how to grow healthy trust.

Ok, on to today’s story –

An Obsession

I have become obsessed with escaping the confines of this cave, and. . . you . . . and running to talk to Mary.

You are so conservative, cautious, and controlled. So spiritual, and trusting.

I on the other hand seek the truth. To accomplish that I want to talk to Mary and see what she says. If I were honest, I’m embarrassed we slunk away from the tomb that day. Do you realize that while we snuck back along the stream to the safety of the cave, Mary talked to Jesus?

Why didn’t we have the courage to stay?

Why don’t I have the courage to voice these things out loud to you?

Maybe I don’t trust you enough.

I certainly don’t trust myself.

And apparently, I don’t trust Jesus enough.

I know we prayed, but I still want to see Him for myself. And if I can’t, I want to talk to someone who did.

But even if I talk to her, I may not believe her.

What is wrong with me?

Why am I so confused?

I’m not afraid of facing the soldiers if Jesus is alive. But how am I supposed to find out?

You say pray and wait.

I say pray and act. And that is what I’m going to do. Somehow, I have to figure out a way to get out of here without anyone noticing. Especially you. Then I can find my way to where Mary and the others are hiding and get some answers.

Play It Cool

The women have started to prepare the evening meal. I’ll help so nothing seems unusual.

Taking an onion, I start to chop. Tears come as I contemplate how to get past the men at the mouth of the main cave. Maybe I can tell them I have to run to my house for something. Or I could tell them the truth and then laugh like it’s a joke. Yes, that’s what I’ll do.

As I finish chopping and pour the onion in the pot I say, “Oh my that was a strong onion, I can barely see through the tears. What else are we adding? Okay, can you hand me some please? Oh thank you. These are the fattest carrots I’ve ever seen. They should be delicious.”

We finish the preparations and the meal is left to simmer. I love how the aroma of the vegetables and herbs mix with the campfire smoke. It will take some time for the meal to be ready since we have to keep the fire small so the smoke doesn’t escape the cave and alert the soldiers to our whereabouts.

Everyone has gone back to their family areas in the cave and no one is paying attention to anyone else. Hum, rather than wait for the cover of darkness maybe now is the perfect time to make good my escape.

Let me think . . .

As I walk back to our little area I notice you are leaned up against the cave wall sound asleep. Yes! I can grab the water jug and use that as an excuse to go outside.

I can hear my heart in my ears and adrenaline courses through my veins. I’m ready to bolt, but I must appear calm on the outside. I take a deep breath to still my nerves and bend down to pick up the jug.

You moan.

I freeze.

You yawn, stretch, and lay down on your mat. In a moment you start to snore.

My strangle hold on the water jug relaxes a bit as I stand up, turn, and walk out of our chamber within the main cave.

Great! Instead of two men watching the front, there is a group of them. Two of them are talking at the same time, loudly. The others are standing around with their arms crossed, grinding their teeth. I can see their jaw muscles from here. Joseph, the one who told us about Mary Magdalene, stands a foot or two behind the group, with his feet apart and his fists are clinched.

I hug the edge of the cave and aim for the open space just to the right of the group.

Only a few more feet to go . . .

My head jerks their direction when a voice booms, “You there, what are you doing?”

My mouth goes dry and the pounding has turned to thunder in my ears as I hold up the water jug without a word.

The man turns back to the group and ignores me.

I walk by without a glance and step into the sunshine.

Under the Cloak of Daylight

It’s so bright after being in the cave I can’t see. But I don’t stop. I know the stream is ahead and to the left. After a few steps forward I turn and hope I’m headed in the right direction. My eyes adjust to the brightness as I step into the cool water. As I bend over to fill the jug I take the chance and look around me. No one. There is no one else there.

I stand up, and casually glance around again. My heart leaps. I think I can do this. I tuck the jug under my arm, and start down the stream. It runs from the quarry, down the canyon past the cave, all the way to the tunnels under Jerusalem. As long as no one is getting water, I should be able to get close to where Mary and the others are hiding.

I meander down the stream until out of sight of the cave, and stop to listen. The only sounds are the birds chirping and the leaves rustling in the breeze. I pick my way out of the stream and up the bank to the trail that leads into town. With a sigh I realize I have made good my escape. Now I have to get to Mary and talk to her, and then back here as quick and safe as possible.

With the water jug in one hand I grab my garments in the other so I don’t trip, and take off at a jog. But after a dozen strides I hear something and stop. Frozen, I hold my breath and listen.

Is that voices?

Continued. . .

Are You Enjoying The Trust Series?

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Take care and God Bless!

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Trust On A Saturday, The Day After Good Friday

Trust On A Saturday????

Welcome back!

Whewwww!  We didn’t fall off the cliff and into the river below! But I’m hoping you did experience the emotions of being caught in a very difficult situation with no where to go and no way to forge ahead on your own.

If you didn’t, please click HERE to go back and re-read the previous post. Or if you are new to this blog or the Trust Series, please click on this link:  Why Trust Matters in 2017 and go back to the first post. Otherwise you’ll be totally lost on our little field trip today.

Because today we are going to take a deviation from our 2017 trust walk to go back in time.

Way back.

Roughly 2020 years back.

Trust Time Travel

Can you imagine how Jesus’ disciples and the thousands of followers who thought he was the “Messiah” felt today?

Today . . . the day after they had seen their so called “Savior” beaten almost unrecognizable, hung naked, yes naked, because that’s how the Romans did it, on a cross and then die a hideous death?

Talk about destroying ones trust!

How would you have felt?


Lied to?

Made a fool of?




I know I would have.

That experience would have been like living out the ultimate betrayal.

Walk A Mile In Their Shoes

Let’s put ourselves in their shoes and live it for a minute –

You’re sitting in the dark with your head in your hands. You’re sick to your stomach.

You can’t believe what’s going on.

The charismatic guy who said he was “the way, the truth, and the life” that you thought was going to save the world and oust the cruel Romans and their soldiers from your homeland – is dead.

The same guy you told all your family and friends about how amazing he was, a few hours ago was arrested, accused, beaten like a criminal, hung on a cross, and now . . . is dead.

And with him, your dreams.

Talk about an empty end to someone you thought was a hero.

Stone, cold, dead.

In a tomb, behind a rock that those same Roman Soldier’s rolled in place, and are now guarding.

And because you had been his follower, and truly believed in him – because you had witnessed miracle after miracle  –  you’re afraid for you own life!


Now instead of following “that guy” as he talked about God and healing, right and wrong, you had to run from the city last night to save your own skin and are hiding out in a cave, hoping no one finds you.

You can’t even grieve for the guy, that you really did care about, because you’re too confused and scared.

Pretty good way to destroy trust wouldn’t you say?

You swear you’ll never trust anyone again.


Rightfully so.

You’ve been lied to and deceived.

Neglected and abandoned.

At the very worst of times.

I can almost hear what’s going through your head right now, “I should have known better! Why did I listen to that guy? What a load of . . .”

But wait . . . didn’t he say something about having to die?

Oh no! There’s someone outside the cave. . .

I’ll stop talking so you can go find a better hiding place.

Let’s talk more tomorrow.


Previous Posts In This Series

Why Trust Matters

How Trust Effects Our Lives

Can We Trust God On Maundy Thursday?


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Can We Trust God on Maundy Thursday?

What Does Trusting God Have To Do With Thursday?

Trust God on a Thursday? What’s that got to do with anything?

I’ll be honest, this is a spur of the moment post. Most of mine are planned, worked on, modified, let sit for a while, read and reread, I labor over just the right photo, just the right link. All that weird stuff.

I know we have been in the trust God series, but today, I want to talk with you about what is on my heart.

Trust God Everyday

I have been one day ahead all week. So I started out the day thinking it was good Friday. I was heavy hearted and in prayer. Then I realized it was Thursday.

It was a relief, but I’m still heavy hearted because it’s Thursday.

Also known as “Maundy Thursday”. Which means “Holy Thursday”. Or the Thursday before Easter.

If you have ever heard me speak, you know I like to research the Greek and Latin meanings of a word to grasp the depth of what that word means. The Greek word for “Maundy” is “Hagios” which means sacred or holy.  The Latin word for “Maundy” comes from the Latin word Mandatum (itself from the verb Mandare), which is translated “commandment.” 

Therefore, we can grasp that Jesus was sharing a sacred and holy commandment that we commemorate the Last Supper.

For those new to this whole Jesus thing, the Last Supper was Jesus’ final meal before He was crucified. It is when He shared the sacraments of the bread and the wine and instructed all believers “to do this in remembrance of me” (Luke 22:19 and 1st Corinthians 24 -25) . Sacrament is defined as a religious ceremony or act done by believers in Jesus Christ that is regarded as an outward and visible sign of inward and spiritual divine grace.

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Bouveret’s Last Supper

(This is not the picture most of us are familiar with, but to me, it is a far truer depiction of what that “upper room” might have looked like at Jesus’ last meal. You can learn more about the artist, Pascal Dagnan-Bouveret here and the painting by clicking here.)

Why Does This Matter?

So, why am I telling you about this today?

Because today, I want you to stop and consider history. Think about what was happening in Jerusalem over 2000 years ago TODAY.

And think about the fact that Jesus knew His entire life, at least His adult life, that He was born to die.

He did that because He loves us.

He said, “If you have seen me you have seen the Father (or for our purposes today, God),” John 14:9.

Trust God

So let me ask, do you think you can trust God?

I do.

Our Lord Jesus was willing to be born, to live, and to die for you and for me.

I hope you are starting to see how deeply you can trust God and our Lord Jesus Christ.

And can that trust become the foundation for all our trust?

I say yes.

Do you?

More Coming Tomorrow

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Why Trust Matters

How Trust Effects Our Lives

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How Trust Effects Lives – Are You Ready To Grow Your Trust?

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Trust – Foundation Bedrock

Grow Your Trust

Welcome! Trust is the bedrock of all our relationships. Therefore, I’m glad you trusted me enough to come back! We’ve had a very busy month so I’m a bit late in posting this, but I’m excited to take us on our next step in learning about trust. It’s chilly here this morning so how about we grab a cup of something warm and pull up a chair for a visit.

By the way, it’s really nice to see you! I’m looking forward to your comments. That way we can have a two way communication and help each other grow!

In case you are just joining us on this look into trust, I hope you will go back and review these previous posts:  What Truly Matters in 2017  and  Why Trust Matters and How To Start Building Trust

Ok, here we go –

Please Walk With Me

The best way I can describe trust today is to have you take a mental walk with me.

Keep reading, but mentally let go and follow my words.  You are walking down a black dirt path on a lush green mountainside.  Grass and flowers are everywhere. Take a deep breath. Smell the flowers. And is that a hint of moss? Sure enough, there it is on the rocks along the path, and growing on the trees. Listen…can you hear the birds chirp peacefully the background? See the sunshine streaming through the tree branches. Pause a moment and watch the tiny golden specs of dust dance in the shaft of light.

It’s beautiful, peaceful, and calm.  The stream you hear rumbling in the background adds to the bliss. Enjoy that sound for a moment…..Okay, let’s walk again. Feel the cool breeze on your face. Don’t you love the fresh mountain air?

Oh look, there’s a deer! Her big soft eyes glisten as she watches you pass, then bong, bong, bong, bounds off.

Smiling you continue on the trail as it rounds a bend.


The world falls away as you teeter on the edge of a cliff! The river you heard is not off in the distance, but careening down the cliff into the gorge at your feet! You turn to go back just as the path caves off. There’s no going back. Your heart pounds as you scramble to keep your footing. Glancing back and forth you frantically look for an escape. You see a small sign near the edge of the drop off. Hit your knees and inch closer, holding your breath as the cold mist sprays your face.  You’re dizzy from the height as you creep up to the sign.  Grab it to keep your balance you read in bold black letters, “This is God.  Trust me, stand up and step out over the edge. The bridge is there.  I know it looks impossible, but trust me. Just go one small step at a time. I will take care of you.”

Trust Me?

Okay, come back to here an now.

How did that experience make you feel?  Did you get a little light headed?  Are your shoulders tense? Are you sweating?  Is your stomach in knots?  Were you holding your breath? Are you mad at me for making you experience that? If not, go back and read it again.

All the things you experienced as you teetered on the edge of that cliff are very normal reactions when you are in a situation where you have to trust God.

And honestly, a bridge materialize?  Like Indiana Jones?  Ha, sure!  Right?

But, once you learn to trust God, in every situation, yes, it’s just like that.

He will provide a way when there is no way.

I know you question that, but it’s true. He tells us in His history book/instructional manual, the Bible.

So how do we develop the skills and learn to trust Him when the going gets tough?

How do we apply those same skills to our daily lives?

Well, those are the topics of our next several posts!

I’ll be honest, it isn’t a “read it and suddenly you trust” manual. But we are going to discuss several techniques that will help you learn how to build healthy, growing, trust. And that trust will transcend your emotions and relationships, it will effect your spirituality.

So are you interested? If so please click here and subscribe so you don’t miss a single post! And you can trust me to never share you personal information with anyone.

And here is a link to our previous “Trust Series” post if you missed it”

Why Trust Matters

Have a Bless day my friend!

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Why Trust Matters In Our Lives in 2017 And How To Start Building Trust

Building Trust

Welcome!  We’re learning about trust today. So glad you joined us!

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Building Blocks

I invite you to grab a cup of your favorite beverage, pull up a chair, and let’s have a conversation.  And I hope this is a two way conversation, please.  The only way for that to happen is for you to share your thoughts with me in the comments section below.

Before we get started on “Trust”, have you read the earlier posts in our “What Truly Matters in 2017″? If not, I encourage you to read them as well. Just click on the following links to those posts”

Happy 2017!

What Truly Matters In 2017

Ok, on to trust –

Why does trust matter?

Let’s think about that some. Why does trust matter?

It matters because it is one of our foundation character traits that others are built on.  Without trust we cannot love. When trust is destroyed what does it do? It shatters a relationship.

And to love and be loved is at our very core. The center of our being. Even those of us who have sworn they will never love again.

Do you know why we do that?

Becuase we were hurt.

Why were we hurt?

Because someone broke our trust.

How To Trust

so how on earth do we learn to build trust?

In each other?

In ourselves?

Well, trust me, it ain’t easy.

It takes work, time, dedication, and practice.


Yes, practice.

So first, let me ask you a question – who do you trust?

I hope you can think of at least two people you trust. If you have more than three or four you are a very lucky person. If you have 10 or more, we will address that in one of the upcoming posts so be sure to click on this link and SUBSCRIBE so you don’t miss that post!

And now –

Do You Trust God?

It was a simple question I started asking people a few months ago.

Many said yes.

Some gave me a blank stare. Eventually saying, “I don’t know.”

Several rolled their eyes and scoffed.

And a few gave me a flat out “No”.

The mixed responses didn’t surprise me, because, I’ve lived life both ways. That may surprise some of you, but it’s true. And one can only speak truth if they have looked at all sides of an issue or situation and have total understanding of it.

I’ve done that.

That’s why I can boldly make the following statements:

I trust God.

And –

Trusting God transforms lives.

I can say this with confidence because I’m living proof of it.

Child-like Trust

I was born into a “believing” family therefore, I had no choice but to go to church.  Every Sunday.

But going to church doesn’t make you a “believer”. It opens the door to hear about God, learn about Him and gain a basic understanding of what others think and say about Him. And to hear about His Son and how He died on the cross for us.

But being an independent sort, even as a child, I wasn’t that easy to sway.

My family lived out faith. We prayed over every meal. I said my prayers every night before bed. We read the Bible. And I heard all about how I had to accept Jesus as my Savior or. . . I was going to Hell.

At the ripe old age of 9, sitting in children’s choir, I decided it was time to tell God I believed in Him. I had to climb over an entire row of children and make my way to the front of the church to tell the pastor I wanted to accept God, and His Son, Jesus, as my Savior.

Thankfully, God never gave up on that little girl who have no idea what she was doing. It took all of my 45+ years of believing, turning my back on that belief, and experiencing life without “faith”, and coming back to that faith to learn just how little I know, and how deep God’s love for me really is.

Not Trusting

Not trusting God transforms lives almost as much as trusting and having faith. We all struggle, even those of us that have developed a deep and abiding trust in God.  We are human.  So we struggle at times.

And the most beautiful thing is, God knows we do. And He meets us right where we are.  He comes to us when we are running scared, shaking, and hiding from the world.  He comes to us when there is no light.  When we have given up. He’s there. He’s the one that carry’s us in those dark and painful times of walking away from Him, rather than to Him.

He is quietly there, waiting patiently, smiling as a parent watching a child struggling with a “Me Do It” moment.

And trust me when I say this, I’ve had many “me do it” moments!

There are so many things I wish I could explain to you.  So many feelings in my heart right now.  I completely understand how we can doubt God.  Because I’ve been there, done that, bought the t-shirt. Trust takes courage.  Tons of it at times.  Far more that is humanly possible.  Faith takes, other worldly, courage.

And that is what we will be discussing in our next post!

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Don’t Read This Blog Post Unless You Are Ready for Truth

Don’t Read This Blog Post

Unless you want to hear the truth. Don’t read this blog post unless you’re ready for some of my personal truth.

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Truth:  It’s been three months since I wrote a blog post.

Reason:  I left the job God provided me that caused me to leave my home and move to Cortez and took a new one.

That sounds simple enough doesn’t it?

But in reality, like most things in life, it’s very complicated.

Do you love that line?

“It’s complicated”.

I don’t.

Because when “it’s complicated” things are messy. Mixed up. And difficult. Right?

Nod your head back and forth.  Come on now . . . forward . . . and now backwards.


Thank you.

Yes, they are usually difficult.

But isn’t that life? Messy, mixed up, complicated, and exhilarating?

Frankly, all that does right now is make me tired.

How about you?

I’m ready to simplify my life.

But as of the writing of this blog post, mine is anything but simplified.

It’s better, but not simplified.


What Brought On This Change

What brought on this life altering change you may ask.

Why on earth did Kristi pack up and move from her home and ranch in Hotchiss to take a job in human services and then leave it after only three years?

Trust me, I asked myself that very question a thousand times.

And you faithful, amazing, loyal, loving supporters, and any newbie that happened so stop by this blog post, deserve to know the truth.

Frankly, it all started when the Director that I moved here for and loved working for, suddenly retired.

The County hired a new young gun and he is transforming the human services department.

A friend of mine said to me the other day, “It looks like you walked into a high school when you go in there now!”

Apparently the new management seems to prefer a younger personnel, and since I’m older, when an opportunity came my way, it was time for me to move on.

I was presented an opportunity to try my hand at becoming a real estate appraiser and I jumped at it.

However. . .

Change is never easy.

And this change has been extremely difficult. Having been raised in the real estate business I thought I knew the in’s and out’s of what appraising would entail.

Boy was I wrong!

It is a very difficult profession.

But I’m learning, and I love it.

However, learning requires a great deal of time and tremendous effort, especially for someone with a slightly off kilter brain.

My daughter says I’m just plain crazy, but I really do have brain damage and the car wreck last year seems to have rattled it again.  So learning a new and difficult career has proven to be a tremendous challenge.

But so worth it!

It is no excuse for my loooong hiatus between blog posts, it’s just the truth.

I apologize.  I will try to be better and write more often.

More Truth

My next truth is – I miss writing these blog posts and getting to visit with you.

I miss hearing your thoughts about my thoughts.

But in truth, I have been working so hard that when I would steal a few minutes and sit down at the computer to try to write a blog post my brain was so exhausted nothing came out.


No words.

No thoughts.

And to be honest, I was so empty I couldn’t even pray.

And for me . . . that is bad!

Very bad.

Very empty.

To be totally truthful, it was down right scary.

I have spent many years growing in my faith so I’ve aggravated many deserts.

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The Desert

For those of you new to this blog or to a faith-walk, a “desert” is a time in your spiritual life when it’s as though you are walking in a desert.  It is dry, desolate, empty, and almost lifeless.

I’m accustom to a lively relationship with God. A close, personal relationship where I feel His love for me and experience miracles on a daily basis, realize it, and am incredibly thankful for it.

But during a desert, that intimacy stops.

It’s as though you’re in a vacuum devoid of emotion.

Surrounded by glass walls. You can see out, but nothing spiritual gets through.

It feels as though the lights have been turned off in your heart.

And as I struggled to learn my new chosen career, to learn how to communicate with my boss, and how to get good enough I could actually pay my bills, I fell into a desert.

A serious desert.

Bloody Fingers

As I write this blog post I’m watching my fingers and thinking I should see blood. Typing, researching, working 16, 18, 20 hours a day to try to get a report done on time it felt as though I was crawling, no clawing my way through that desert.

But the great thing about going through something like that, is you are doing just that.

Going THROUGH it.

You’re not stuck there for the rest of your days.

You are making your way through the bad times. Through the hard times.

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An Oasis

And just like an emerald oasis shimmering at the end of a dry desert, joy, peace, and love rise up out of a spiritual or emotional desert.

I am coming to my oasis.

Join Me!

I am so happy to be entering my oasis!

But more than that, I’m happy to be sharing time and emotion with you again! And thrilled beyond words that you are still here and didn’t give up on me! Thank You!

And I’m very excited to share with you what my upcoming series will be about.

I’ve hinted at it some on my author page on Facebook.

Even mentioned it here in a couple earlier blog posts.

We’re going to examine trust.

On an intimate, up close, and personal level.

Have you ever had a trust issue?

Has someone ever broken your trust? Or, have you broken someone else’s trust?

Do you know how to trust?

And the biggest question of all, do you know how to trust God?

Not the surface trust . . . but the deep, blood and guts kind of trust?

If not, or even if you do, I hope you’ll join us for this next series because I’ve very excited to see where it will lead us!


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Communication Brings Rewarding Life Lessons

Communication Life Lessons – Post #2

Hello! I’m so glad you’re here! It’s really chilly today so I invite you to grab a cup of something hot, pull up a chair, and join me for a visit.

If you’re new to the blog, you’ve joined us in the midst of a story about how simple communication and trusting God can teach us  transform our lives and teach us incredible life lessons.

I encourage you to read the first post in this series by simply click here.  It will make this post make more sense!

Ok, let’s get back to our story!!

Prayer Brings Communication

From last weeks post you know that two little hand written prayer requests found their way right back to the hand that wrote them. I thought I had been so sneaky in passing them off to the Prayer Team Members! Until they landed right back in my very own pile!

But as much as I dreaded praying for the two men that had shattered my heart, those prayers released the hurt and anger in me.

It left.

It was so odd.

The best way I can describe it, is like a vapor that simply vanished.

The hurt, the heartache, the anger, the resentment.


And Then. . .

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Two months later my daughter calls and tells me her dad is coming to her new house for Thanksgiving.


My own issues came screaming back.

All I could think of was he hasn’t seen you since you were 17 and suddenly he wants to come for Thanksgiving dinner! You’ve got to be kidding me! Great! Here we go again. He’s going to come and hurt her and I will have to . . . well let’s just say . . . hurt him VERY Badly.

Thank Heaven’s I did not say any of that to her. But I sure was thinking it! And a lot more that is simply not appropriate to share here!

I was ready for the fight. Because even though Mika and her Dad were trying to heal their relationship, I was stuck in the past.

I did not want to ruin my daughter’s Thanksgiving because of my own stuff.

Luckily, my sister and her husband were already planning on going to my daughter’s for the holiday. Yesssss!  They could stand by her through this and we all agreed, well, everyone but Mika, that I should just stay away.

All was going as planned. They were all having a pleasant holiday . . . until my sister announced that she and my brother-in-law had to leave after dinner and drive on to Arizona to visit my brother-in-law’s family.

Reasonable enough.  It’s a holiday and my brother-in-law would like to see his family too.

But wait! That wasn’t part of our plan! I wanted them to hang out and give Mika support.

I over-reacted, threw some clothes in a bag, turned out horses, loaded up dogs, and jumped in my car. I made the nearly 4 hour drive to Cortez in less than 3.

I turned in her driveway, and . . . there he was.

The man I had hated for years.

Standing there like he was king of the world.

I waited for it. . . the anger . . . the resentment . . . the sick feeling . . . the hurt.

But it never came.

There was literally nothing.

It was like seeing a stranger that you knew nothing about.


Then I realized it.

God had played a sneaky on ME!  He had snuck in and made me pray for this man so I would be prepared for this very moment.

I was able to greet him and say my pleasantries unaffected by all the things he had done and said over the years.

I walked right on in the house and visited with my family before my sister and brother-in-law had to leave.  Had a very pleasant visit, and a wonderful Thanksgiving afternoon.

Later that night, Dean had to “make a beer run” and asked me to go with him.  Normally I would have found any excuse in the world to not go with him, but instead I agreed.  And I’m glad I did. It gave us a few minutes of privacy to have some very deep, difficult heart to heart communication about a lot of water that had passed under our bridge. He apologized for being a, well, I’ll clean it up some, a jerk, all those years.  And I was able to tell him that I thought he should have been involved in our daughter’s life over the years, and how badly it hurt ME when he didn’t come to her wedding.

I swallowed my pride and apologized for everything I did to contribute to our dysfunctional marriage, and the years of anger and resentment that followed.

It was one of the most healing 15 minutes of my life.

We were able to let go of years of destructive behavior and lay the foundation for moving forward.

An Important Life Lesson

From that day forward Dean and I have rebuilt a friendship. Not a close friendship, but a friendship non the less. And thankfully Mika no longer has to be the referee. That’s a blessing!

Healing your relationships, no matter how you are related is the most challenging, but also one of the most rewarding gifts you can give yourself. And the other person. I haven’t asked him this, but I think Dean would agree. It’s been very healing for both of us. And Mika.

BUT, this in not the end of the story!  There’s a great deal more as a matter of fact! And trust me, it’s going to get Very interesting in the next post!!

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When You Trust God

Hello! I’m so glad you’re here! It’s really chilly this morning so I invite you to pull up a chair, grab a cup of something warm, and join me for a visit.

If you’re new to the blog, you’ve joined us in the midst of a personal experience story about how to trust God when life throws you a serious curve ball. You are more than welcome to jump right in here! But I would like to encourage you to go back at least four posts to the start of the real estate purchase part of the story. Or even at the beginning of the “Miracles Series”. It will help this post make more sense. But you are more than welcome to start right here!

If you decide to read the earlier posts there are links at the end of this post.

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The Deal Was Dead

From our story last week you know the real estate deal was dead.  I had given up.

Late Wednesday afternoon my lender called and said neither the title company or the sellers agent had called him to confirm the closing. The funds for the loan come from Washington DC so he had to request the money at least two days in advance. Since no one had called to confirm the closing, and there still was no agreement on who was paying for the survey, he had not ordered funds. There was no way to get the money here to close on Friday.

He went on to add that since it was the sellers agents fault the funds hadn’t been requested, if the sellers would agree to move the closing date to April 1st or later, my interest rate would go down.

But when my real estate sister called the seller’s agent to notify her of the funding situation, she went ballistic!

On top of all this turmoil, that the woman of the couple selling, hand wrote me a very hurtful letter about how I was making their life miserable and I had personally caused her to be hospitalized with and intestinal problem. She asked me to never speak to her or her husband again – and hand delivered it to my work!

Add all this to the survey stalemate, I was done.


My sister and I had yet another long talk about the situation and told her I was tired of the fighting, tired of the stress.

I was done.

The deal was done.

Please notify the seller’s agent.

Then I sent a text the seller husband and apologized for destroying their life.

Not 20 seconds later my phone rang – it was him.

He had no idea his wife had written me the letter. He apologized. He explained they had several other issues going on at the same time and it was just more stress than she could deal with right then. She had developed a tummy problem and ended up dehydrated. The dehydration caused her to be hospitalized, not me.

I told him about the funds not getting requested. He said if I would agree to pay for the survey he would agree to close on the 1st.

And just like that we were back on.

I called my sister, she called the other realtor back, and told her the seller had called me, and just that quickly the closing was back on, and scheduled on April 1st, and my interest rate dropped.

How Does God Work?

In mysterious ways!

That entire mess saved me over 1 1/2 percent on my interest rate. That was a chunk of money!

Was I tested? Was this an exercise in learning to trust God more?


Five days later we closed and God blessed me with this gorgeous property!

I am still in awe of what God has done in my life in the past two years. What He is still doing!

When Should You Trust God?

When you trust God miracles are the norm. He moves mountains when you truly trust God.

When there is no way, trust God?

When there is no hope, trust God!

Give yourself to Him and simply trust God!

And He will definitely show up!

Now I live in my own little slice of paradise! Here are a few pictures of my new place:

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The Place of Many Rainbows!

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The hay meadow

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The Wisteria on the back porch


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Pepper fetching a stick in the front yard

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My blind dog is in Heaven on earth!

God’s Place

If there’s one thing I hope you take away from this incredible story, I hope it is to trust God!

Trust Him with everything in your life.

This property is not mine. It’s His! I’m just a care taker here. In the human world I would never have been able to have this place.

But because God stepped in and moved mountains, here I am.

It literally takes my breath away every day.

I would love to post hundreds of photos of it because every day I see it from a new light, a new vantage point, and am stunned that I live here.

When you trust God and allow Him to guide your steps, you will be blessed!

I guarantee it!

But you can’t manipulate it.

You have to have faith and learn to let go and let God.

His ways are higher than our ways.

I hope you have enjoyed this story of how God has worked in my life over the past three years.  If you missed any post, the list is below.

If this story touched you in any way, please leave a comment and let me know.  Your feedback is what keeps me writing!

The Future

Be on the lookout for a Veterans Day post in the next couple days.

I know it’s late, but I didn’t want to interrupt this final post of the real estate purchase.

Looking forward to visiting with you!

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Previous Miracle Posts:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Post #8  Where Can You Find A Miracle

Post #9  Miracles Keep Coming

Post #10 How To Step Into The Miracle Zone

Post #11    3 Simple Steps to Miracles In Your Life
Post #12   3 Steps to Holiday Miracles and Peace
Post #13   How Trusting God Can Transform Your Life

Post #14 Fear Why Are We Afraid?

Post #15  Does God Still Answer Prayer?

Post #16 How To Trust God When The Going Gets Tough

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How Trusting God Can Transform Your Life

Learning About Trusting God

Trusting God can transform your life.

It often pushes you outside your comfort zone.

But it’s always worth it!

Trusting God is simply believing that He loves us, He really does care about us, He is genuinely good and kind, He has the power to help us, He wants to help us, and He really does help us everyday.

This is a story about just that.

The story of a woman trying hard to be a better person. Trying to keep a roof over her head and food on the table.

The story of a woman learning about trusting God and being rewarded by seeing Him in everyday miracles.

Where We’ve Come From

If you have read the previous Miracle Series posted here you know over the past four years I’ve struggled through a dramatic downturn in my business, loosing my contract with Delta County, and finally moving to Cortez. I moved for a job, but my “Little Peanut” kept me here while the Lord kicked me out of my comfort zone, grew me up, changed me, and showed me incredible love and care through it all. He has blessed me beyond imagination. And continues to bless me every day!

But it has been a process of learning every step of the way. But isn’t that how life is supposed to be?

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My Little Peanut

 A Quick Review

For those that have not read the previous Miracle Series posts  I want to do a quick review. (And I’ve included links at the bottom of this post in case you want to go read the previous Miracle Series posts)

The month before the last Presidential election my health products business crashed. Then Delta County didn’t renew my contract. To keep the wolf from the door I started a little office cleaning business. But old back injuries quickly let me know I wasn’t going to be doing that long.

I started praying for a new and better job.

A month later I was driving down a dusty gravel road outside Delta headed to one of my cleaning jobs when my cell phone rang. I pulled over and answered. It was the Director of Human Services for Montezuma County. We had never met, but he offered me a job right there on the spot.

They were in a bad situation because of Obamacare and needed an experienced Med person and troubleshooter.  We talked about me working 2 or 3 days a week for several months. I was going to Cortez the following week to house-sit for my daughter and son-in-law and would stop in and meet him while there.

As soon as he shook my hand I knew I liked the man. And by the end of what turned into an interview, he offered me a full time position.

But that would require shutting down a life that had taken me almost 30 years to build, uprooting, and moving. I wasn’t too keen on that idea because it meant leaving the bulk of my family, all my friends, and my home. And I loved my place:

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The view from my back porch looking over the entire place

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My River-bottom In Hotchkiss


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Some of my mares at the “horse pasture” gate

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Sun Dog over one of the pastures during haying

Add to that my daughter was furious that I was even considering taking the job. She didn’t want me commuting, or camping out at her house, and certainly not moving.

So I ramped up my prayers for guidance and clarity in the situation.

The following Sunday, as I drove to church I had yet another argument with Mika about the job. I had to give the Director my final answer the following morning. Through the entire service I prayed and begged God for direction. By the end of the service I had decided to not take the job. It just wasn’t worth the fights it was causing with my daughter.

After church I drove a few blocks to the gas station. As I put the car in park, my cell phone rang.

It was my daughter.

I debated if I should answer.

Finally I gave in and the conversation went something like this.

Me, “Hello”.

An agitated voice on the other end fired back, “Where have you been?

As calmly as possible, “At church.”

“Well we have to tell you something and now Hardy (my son-in-law) has to leave so we have to hurry.”

“Sorry, I didn’t know you needed me.”

“And don’t cry!”

I thought, great, now I’m going to yelled at by both of them and it’s so bad it’s going to make me cry.

With that, my son-in-law got on the phone and together they told me they were pregnant.

I didn’t cry.

All I could do was laugh!

God knew about the coming grandchild all along.  He knew it would kill me to not be close enough to see her often and to not have a bond with her.

And there was the answer that I had been diligently praying for.

Trusting God, the next morning I accepted the job.

Trust God And He Will Bless You

When I accepted the new job my second trial came moments later.

As I had driven home after my interview the week before, by accident I had looked at a rental property that would work perfectly for me if I accepted the job. I had walked the place with the owner’s aunt and uncle who were managing the property.  I told them I should know in a few days if I was coming. They called the owner and he said not to worry they would hold it for me.

After accepting the job I called the owner to confirm I wanted the property and see where to wire the money. He informed me he had hired a local realtor as his new property manager and the rent had Tripled! 

I tried to get him to honor his commitment but he would not.

And I could not afford the new amount he wanted. So there I was with a new job, but nowhere to live. Thanks alot God!

I had two weeks to find a rental property – with room for me, 4 horses, 2 cats, and 2 dogs, pack up 20 years of life,  move, get settled, and be ready to start a new job.

You would think that in this economy finding such a rental property would be fairly easy. But it is not!

I searched, Mika searched, Hardy searched, everyone I knew in Cortez searched. But no one found a rental that would work for me. I almost backed out on taking the job. But then I found a one room cabin 20 plus minutes out of town with a 10’x10′ corner of fenced in dirt. I wasn’t enough ground for my horses and the cats would have to stay at the barn in Hotchkiss for the time, but it would give me a place to sleep, shower, and keep my dogs while I looked for a different place.

But I was pretty frustrated with God. He got me in this mess! He knew I came as a “package” and needed a place with some land for all my animals. I believed He was a big God, capable of great things. But I couldn’t believe He would get me this job, in the same town as my daughter, son-in-law, and coming grandchild, and not provide a decent place for me, and my animals to live.

But never doubt God!

He was at work.

The cabin owner said she would email me wiring instructions for the rent the following morning. Instead the email I received asked if I would consider renting the main house and rest of the 30 acres where the cabin was located instead of the cabin.

As she and I were talking the night before, a neighbor had emailed her pictures of how bad the place looked. She and her husband were going to evict the current renter as soon as her husband could drive from N. Carolina. If I was interested, I could have that place instead.

That place consisted of 30 acres of lush horse pasture, a six stall horse barn, hay shed, and a beautiful custom home with a giant fenced yard.

I could not have built a more perfect place for myself!

To top it off, the property was for sale and the owners said they would consider taking my rentals in Delta as part of the purchase price.

YES! Oh definitely Yes!

Trusting God will provide can be challenging, but SO Worth It!

A New Place

I was apprehensive, but excited about the possibilities the Lord was laying out in front of me.

God was taking amazing care of me and my little menagerie of 2 dogs, 2 cats, and 4 horses!

But I had my work cut out of me! The weeds were over my head!

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The rental house when I moved in

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One of Many weed piles I pulled!

But by spring, this is the jewel God had dropped into my lap!

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The custom rental house God blessed me with!


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View From My Rental Property come spring

More Chances for Trusting God

Soon after I moved in, the owners decided they couldn’t afford to take my rentals. I would have to sell them to be able to afford the place.

But the economy in Delta County was already in the toilet, and tumbling towards the sewer. The hope of selling my properties was slip-sliding down the drain with it.

With each showing of my dream property my anxiety increased. I wondered if today was the day I would be told “it’s sold and you have to find another place.”

But not just a place for me, but also my little herd of animals and pets.

From the time I figured out I wouldn’t be able to buy the place, I had been praying, and casually looking for a different one. Preferably one that was not for sale. But the rental properties that allowed horses were so expensive there was no way I could afford them. I needed yet another miracle.

Back Track For A  Second

When I had been getting ready to move from Hotchkiss, a friend from Crawford who had always wanted to live in Cortez asked if I would consider a roommate. She would pay half the rent and utilities. I gladly said yes!

I was so thankful she moved with me not only to help with the rent, but also because I didn’t anticipate was how much propane it would take to keep that giant house warm. It had tile floors sitting directly on the concrete foundation. The heat was in the ceiling. Making it nearly impossible to keep the house warm in the winter. It defiantly took us both to pay the rent and utilities during the cold months.

But by August, my roommate decided Montezuma County wasn’t the place for her. She packed up and moved back to Crawford. Leaving me with winter coming and a huge house to heat with pro-pain, (Yes, that’s spelled correctly!) and her horse and one of her cats!

The propane bills for the coming winter terrified me. When my friend told me she was moving I ramped up my search for a cheaper place to live, or another roommate.

I ran around like a crazy person for a month and found nothing. Nothing to buy, nothing to rent, and no one wanting to live 20 miles out in the country in a house that might sell the day after they moved in!

Let Go and Let God

Finally, out of desperation,

I gave up.

I decided the Lord brought me here so I had to remember He is faithful and He would provide.

I settled into enjoying the property the Lord had allowed me to be living on. And I started praying He would provide an incredible, Christian roommate before the winter cold set in, or a different place.

Simple, right?

Pray and trust.

Trust in the God that I firmly believed had brought me here and had been providing miracle after miracle in the process.

One of my favorite sayings to share with others is “Speak It Till You See It”.

But did I really believe that? Did I honestly believe God was trustworthy?

With every fiber of my being!

I started speaking positive about the impending winter cold.

I started thanking God for taking my roommate out of my house.

I thanked Him for bringing me an amazing Christian woman for a roommate.

I thanked Him for the great friendships and amazing blessings that would come out of this transition and situation.

I just kept thanking Him and praising Him as the nights grew chillier, and the days grew shorter.

I trusted Him with every fiber of my being.

At first I had spread the word around work and the church I attend that I either needed a new place to rent, or a roommate.

I had put up a flyer at the vet’s office and the local feed stores.

But with winter looming, eventually I felt I had no other option but to put an ad in the local paper for a roommate.

Oh I dreaded doing that.

Because . .

I was afraid.

Do you want to know what happened next? You have to come back to find out! We have some very exciting events ahead!

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Previous Miracle Posts:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Post #8  Where Can You Find A Miracle

Post #9  Miracles Keep Coming

Post #10 How To Step Into The Miracle Zone

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How To Step Into The Miracle Zone

PLEASE NOTE:  This is Post #10 in the Miracle Series

If you are new to this blog I encourage you to follow these links and start at Miracle Series Post #1. Then read the others so this post will make better sense.  Here are links to the previous posts:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Post #8  Where Can You Find A Miracle

Post #9  Miracles Keep Coming

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Incredible Sunset Looks Like What I Think The Miracle Zone Would Look Like

Desperately In Need Of The Miracle Zone

What? You’re kidding me right?

I had 36 hours to completely rewrite a talk that had taken me from January to May to prepare?

That’s what had just been laid on my shoulders.

But I had been living in the midst of what I call the miracle zone all year so why was I questioning this?


Because I Panicked!

Even though I knew the Lord had His hand over the women that participate in this conference, I couldn’t see how I could possibly pull this off.

But that should have been my first clue that God was right in the middle of all this.

If you trust God, really trust Him . . . when things look impossible . . . is exactly when things are about to get exciting.

But There Was No Time

The Director’s “I don’t think this is your talk” comment was declared Thursday afternoon around 4:45 P.M. (If you haven’t read post #9, please stop right here, go back, and ready that post so you understand what’s going on in this post. The link is above.)

The conference opening meet and greet started at 4:30 P.M. in the Chapel, so as soon as we finished with my practice talk, we had to dash over there. After the meet and greet we went to dinner, and then back to the meeting/training room for introductions and our first training session.

After the training session finished we had a worker strategy meeting that didn’t get over until midnight. I was exhausted so I trusted God and went to bed.

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Just Before Sunrise

Friday Started At 5:00 AM with showers, church, and breakfast.

Then straight to the meeting/training room.

As I sat at the table, working with other women, I silently prayed.

I listened to the other speakers with fresh ears.

Read the Bible with fresh eyes.

And kept trusting God would show me what He wanted me to talk about.

But the hours kept ticking by.

While I had a lot of notes,

I didn’t have a talk.

Only thoughts,

bits and pieces.

But no talk

Inspiration Takes Shape

Tick-tock, tick-tock . . .

When we came back from lunch ideas suddenly started flowing like water.

But there was no time to write them down and create a talk out of the jumble of ideas in my head.

The day was jam packed till midnight.

After the closing meeting I decided to stay and see where the Lord led me.

Sure enough, my miracle showed up at midnight.

The Lord opened the Bible and reveal the scriptures He wanted me to reference, and I was able to easily put the talk together using humor, and yet, deep spiritual intensity.

My head hit the pillow around 3:30 A.M. but the talk was complete.

I was almost ready!

I only needed a couple props to help me pull it off.

Later that morning the ladies going to town for supplies added my few things to their list and by noon I was ready.

Step Into The Miracle Zone

At 2:30 I walked onto the stage with total peace and confidence.

My props were in place, my note cards numbered and waiting on the podium.

I was ready.

I carefully followed my first couple of note cards, and then . . .

I sat the cards down, walked out from behind the podium, down to the edge of the crowd,

stepped into the miracle zone, and gave the rest of my talk with no notes.

I couldn’t tell you exactly what I said, but I know it encouraged women to strip away the things that hold them back and become the Christian Leaders God made them to be.

The women must have been touched because there was thunderous applause as I left the building.

God received a standing ovation.

Not me.

I merely allowed Him to speak through me.

I was definitely walking in the Miracle Zone.

Thank you God!

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