God is holding us in His hands for the Ugly
Coming back to the end of our journey leads is back to the Ugly part of our lives, drugs alcohol and drama. This is not the place for a recovering addict and alcoholic! We was able to rent a RV spot for a couple of days (praise the Lord as it was upper 90s!) I felt a bit guilty as a know the homeless on the streets didn't have My luxury. I wasn't feeling strong, so I didn't search them out to see their needs because I know most of them here and would of been like Walking into a crack-house. They are wonderful people, bit are still stuck in their addictions. So for me to stay clean, I had to steer clear. And for that I double felt guilty. God had me in His hands as the first night we got to go to bible study! Then with no money or a place to park, and old friend from the Ugly let us park on his ranch. I was so nervous! Had bad dreams about using again, we were parked in the full sun, no electricity, 2 grand kids, very grateful for the safe place to park. That is when God called! He put it in the heart of a very dear sister from church, she out of blue, (not really, God had a plan!) she text me and offered to let us park on her ranch! Whoo-hoo thank you Lord! This wonderful lady also goes to Celebrate Recovery www.celebraterecovery.com A faith based recovery program for people with 'hurts,habits,and hangups' yep folks that's me, a broken addicted mess! Grandkids are back with mommy now, its just us and bandit held tightly in Gods loving arms! Thank you Father!!

Hoo-Boy! the journey back to being homeless with a roof and finding safe and free parking took on a life of it's own this past week! Traveled about 100 miles the first day, blew two holes in our radiator due to overheating Fran from Mitzvah Circle was aware of our circumstances by my posting on facebook and twitter bless her heart she sent us a gift card for Walmart! www.mitzvahcircle.org A nice recently new homeless couple, Johnny and Brittney pulled in next to us a walmart. After a bit I approached Brittney I simply asked ud they were ok ? And if they needed anything. I told her what I had to offer and went and got my hygene backpack and told her to take what she needed or wanted. And gave them a boat load of food! They insisted on giving me a puppy chuaua! They were selling them for gas money for $75 I gave her $20 all we could spare since we needrd gas money also. After 2 nights at walmart we continued our journey. Another 100 miles we and Bandit arrived safely to our destination.

The battle is God's

As we prepare to enterinto homelessness again, not by some ppl definition, but living in an rv, no hook-ups or a place to park , is our definition. Everyones story and definition of homeless is just that. Different! The common thing we all share is the battle of this life. God gave me today a mighty reminder today in 2Chronicles20:15-17 For in those scriptures, the Lord reminded me that the things we fear -ourbattles- are His. All we need to do is seek His strength and praise His grace. This was powerful for me as we are about embark on our journey back to the ugly we left behind before we accepted Christ as our Lord and saviour. Back to the area where we spirialed out of control with drugs, alcohol, and violence! It is not our choice to go back, it is a law ordered thing that must be taken care of. So I must 'give it to God' I alone can not fight this battle. We plan to help the homeless along the way. We don't have much to give but Love and His word, that is always enough! God Bless!

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