What Happens When Christians Choose Unity Over Division?

What Happens When Christians Choose Unity Over Division?

by | Jun 2, 2026 | Patriotism, Spiritual Growth

Three churches, one Savior, and a beautiful reminder of how God changes communities.

This morning, Tommy and I attended church just a few blocks from our RVICS home base in Smithville, Texas. Our congregation at Abundant Grace joined believers from First Presbyterian Church and First United Methodist Church for a combined worship service.

As I looked around the sanctuary, I couldn’t help but smile.

We came from different churches, different backgrounds, and different traditions. Some worship a little differently than others. Some prefer hymns. Some prefer contemporary music. Yet for a couple of hours, none of those differences mattered.

We were simply brothers and sisters in Christ gathered beneath the same cross.

In today’s world, that’s a beautiful thing.

It sometimes feels like division is everywhere we look. Social media thrives on it. Politics fuels it. Families struggle with it. Even churches find themselves separated by issues that can overshadow what matters most.

But Jesus prayed for unity among His followers. Not uniformity. Not agreement on every secondary issue. Unity.

This morning reminded me of what that can look like.

We enjoyed worship music by musicians from both congregations, and it filled the sanctuary with joy and gratitude. Pastor Holt shared a message titled It’s a Set Up, based on the book of Daniel.

Daniel’s enemies were jealous of him and wanted to get rid of him. The problem was that they couldn’t find anything wrong with his work or his character. So, they devised a different plan. By appealing to King Darius’s pride, they convinced him to sign a law requiring everyone to pray only to the king for thirty days.

Their real target was Daniel.

They knew he would never stop praying to God, and once the law was signed, they reported him for breaking it. Bound by his own decree, the king reluctantly sent Daniel to the lions’ den.

But what Daniel’s enemies meant for harm, God used for good.

God shut the mouths of the lions, and Daniel emerged unharmed. The very trap his enemies had set for him ultimately became the means by which God demonstrated His power and faithfulness.

The message was a powerful reminder that we can trust God even when circumstances seem impossible. We don’t need to seek revenge or settle scores ourselves. God is fully capable of defending His people, and His plans are always greater than those of those who oppose Him.

As I listened to Pastor Holt’s message, I couldn’t help but think about some of the political battles taking place in our country today. Regardless of where we stand politically, history shows that people often react strongly when someone threatens the status quo. Daniel faced opposition not because he was corrupt or incompetent, but because he was effective and refused to compromise his convictions.

While no modern political figure is perfect, the story serves as a reminder that criticism, attacks, and even unfair treatment are not new. God’s people are called to stay focused on truth, trust God with the outcome, and remember that He remains in control no matter what headlines dominate the news cycle.

As the message concluded, I looked around the room and saw people who might attend different churches on most Sundays yet were worshiping together as one body of believers.

After the service, everyone gathered for a lunch buffet and fellowship. Conversations flowed easily. New friendships were formed. Old friendships were strengthened. There was laughter, encouragement, and a genuine sense of community.

Somewhere between the worship service and the dessert table, I found myself thinking about how much our world needs examples like this.

The Church is at its best when we remember that we are on the same team.

That doesn’t mean every church will do everything the same way. Different congregations have different strengths, ministries, and ways of serving their communities. Those differences can actually strengthen the larger body of Christ when we approach one another with humility and grace.

What unites us is infinitely more important than what distinguishes us.

We all serve the same Savior.

We all depend on the same grace.

We all carry the same mission of sharing the hope of Jesus with a hurting world.

That’s why gatherings like today’s matter.

They remind us that God’s Kingdom is much larger than any single congregation, denomination, or church building. They remind us that while we may worship in different places on Sunday mornings, we belong to the same family.

Watching three congregations worship together reminded me that unity isn’t just a nice idea. It’s something God repeatedly calls His people to pursue.

Jesus told His followers that they are “the salt of the earth” and “the light of the world” (Matthew 5:13–16). Salt preserves. Light shines. Neither accomplishes much if it remains hidden away.

Before returning to Heaven, Jesus gave His followers what we know as the Great Commission, instructing them to make disciples of all nations (Matthew 28:18–20). That mission wasn’t given to one church, one denomination, or one pastor. It was given to all believers.

In Acts 1:8, Jesus promised that the Holy Spirit would empower His people to be witnesses “to the ends of the earth.” Paul later reminded us that we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works that He prepared in advance for us to do (Ephesians 2:10).

And in Galatians 6:9–10, believers are encouraged not to grow weary in doing good, but to continue serving others and caring for those around them.

When I look at those verses together, I see a common thread.

God never intended for His people to sit on the sidelines.

He calls us to serve, to love, to share the Gospel, to help those in need, and to work together in accomplishing His purposes.

That was the beauty of what I witnessed this morning.

After worship and before Pastor Holt’s message, the children were invited to the front of the church for a lesson involving the cutest puppet you’ve ever seen. Through questions, answers, and lots of participation, the Trinity was explained in a way the children could understand.

It was beautiful.

Our kids need more Jesus, not less. Watching churches come together while teaching children about the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit in such a simple and meaningful way filled my heart with hope.

Welcome sign outside First Presbyterian Church in Smithville, Texas, highlighting a joint worship gathering with Abundant Grace and First United Methodist churches.

The Church has the power to change the world, but we are strongest when we work together.

As Tommy and I headed home after lunch, I found myself thanking God for what we had experienced.

The headlines constantly remind us of what divides people.

This morning reminded me of what can unite them.

Unity and community are still the way the Church can change the world.

I hope and pray that if your community doesn’t have a ministerial alliance or something similar with the same purpose, you’ll be the match that lights that fire. Reach out to your pastors. Reach out to your neighbors. Look for opportunities to serve together instead of separately.

Sharing God’s love and helping those in need is one of the most powerful ways to open hearts and change minds.

Maybe the Church doesn’t need more arguments, more competition, or more walls between congregations.

Maybe we simply need more mornings like this one—believers gathering beneath one cross, serving one Savior, teaching the next generation about Jesus, and remembering that we’re all part of the same family.

Join me, won’t you?

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Flag Day, Firestorms, and Faith (Why I’m Still Hopeful for America)

Flag Day, Firestorms, and Faith (Why I’m Still Hopeful for America)

by | Jun 19, 2025 | Patriotism, Politics, Spiritual Growth

As the nation unravels in some places, I’m holding tight to the One who holds it all together.

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Have You Experienced a Trump Rally? (The Fabulous & the Funky Revealed)

by | Sep 5, 2024 | Patriotism, Politics, RV Travel

My photo of our fabulous president at the Harrisburg rally

It was Trump’s first rally in PA since the assassination attempt.

I’m a Trump girl and a patriot. I believe with every fiber of my being that our 45th and 47th president is God’s choice to remove those who want to destroy our nation from political office.

I’ll confess that when I first heard he was running for president in 2016, I didn’t like him and had no intention of voting for him. I wondered how the billionaire with the hit TV show thought he could help our country.

The Republican ticket was loaded with men I thought were better choices because of their faith and their beliefs in our Constitution. I loved Ben Carson and still do. However, he wasn’t the tiger I knew we needed to face down the Deep State and drain the swamp. I also considered Ted Cruz. His record as a senator was excellent, and his values mirrored mine.

The more I watched Trump speak in interviews and debates, the more I liked him. I came to believe that a businessman in the White House who wasn’t beholding to political lackeys was the person to make the changes needed to get our country on the right track.

I became a staunch and vocal supporter, which cost me a couple of friendships. Being from California, one of the Bluest states in the country, this shouldn’t have come as a surprise.

In typical Democrat fashion, if I disagreed with them about Trump, they didn’t want anything to do with me. After some initial sadness over the lost friendships, I realized they weren’t people I wanted to be associated with anyway. If you and I can’t disagree and still care about each other, you aren’t a friend anyway.

In 2020, I invited a couple of my girlfriends to join me for a Trump Flotilla on the Sacramento River. I booked us a hotel room where we could see the river from our window and just step outside to a part of the action. It was AWESOME! The positive and patriotic energy was indescribable. My pals felt the same as I did about the experience.

The Trump Flotilla on the Sacramento River in 2020

Mind you, this was a Trump support rally in California’s capital. I can only imagine how awesome it would have been if Trump were there. The boats lined the river, and the streets nearby were lined with cars adorned with the American and Trump support flags. We walked across the bridge over the river, wearing our Trump shirts and waving at the patriots. It was great.

I would have given anything to have had my friends join me last week in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.
I was upset over the assassination attempt but not surprised. I pray for our president’s protection daily. I believe the Left is so desperate to make sure he doesn’t take his rightful place in office back that they will do anything to stop him. That includes murder in my mind.

My husband and I are full-time RVers now and traveling across the country. When I received an email stating that Trump was returning to Pennsylvania and would be in Harrisburg, only 26 miles from our campground, I knew I had to go.

My husband wasn’t interested. He doesn’t like crowds or standing in long lines for anything or anybody. I booked a hotel room a few miles from the Farm Show Complex. I didn’t want to drive home after the rally because of my night blindness. With Trump scheduled to speak at 6:00 p.m., I figured I should play it safe.

As it turned out, some wonderful friends we made in the campground were also Trump supporters. They were going to the rally and offered to drive. I canceled my hotel reservations after giving my new friend a huge hug. It was great to have someone to go with and not have to drive. I shared the amazing story of our meeting in this post.

Since this was my first Trump rally, I have no idea how other cities prepare for the onslaught of supporters, but I don’t think Harrisburg did a very good job. Traffic was abysmal! We left the campground at 1:30 for the 26-mile trip. We sat on the highway, barely moving for hours. When we got within a half mile of the complex, I decided to do as many folks had done and walk the rest of the way. I told my pals we’d catch up somewhere and, despite wearing flip-flops, made my way to the line that stretched another mile to get into the venue.

I met the nicest people in line, and visiting with them made the time go by. My problem was that I needed to go to the bathroom. When I saw a porta-potty in the parking lot, I asked the people I was in line with to save my spot and headed for it. It was padlocked.

When I returned to the line, I told the folks holding my place that I thought it was a torture technique to put a porta-potty out there if they were going to padlock it. I found three more, and they, too, were locked.

When we got a couple hundred feet from the complex door, there was a line of porta-potties. None of them had toilet paper, and there was no way I was putting my butt on that nasty seat. Luckily, I had tissue in my purse and had enough strength left in my legs to do the squat position.

Hawkers sold Trump-support items from the backed-up highway to the front door. I bought one of my husband’s shirts while still in the truck on the freeway. Families sold ice-cold bottled water from wagons, too. Trump helps the local economy just by showing up.


A large screen on the building was broadcasting the speakers who were already taking the stage so the people in line didn’t miss out. When I finally made it inside the building, it was about 4:45. I found a seat on the ground floor that wasn’t as close to the stage as I would have liked, but I could see one of the big-screen TVs well. I texted my friends to see where they were. Kelly texted back that they had great seats behind the podium and had room for me.

I went towards the seats behind the podium, but I couldn’t find section 40 to save my life. Searching through the thousands of faces, I didn’t spot them, so I sat on the steps next to a lively supporter, where we would easily see President Trump coming out onto the stage. I was surprised we were allowed to sit on the steps but thrilled with the location to watch my president.

I had a great seat and to get some photos of President Trump.

President Trump takes the stage.

The supporter I sat next to was a black woman from Harrisburg. The media would have you believe that Trump doesn’t have the support of the black community, but they are lying. This article, published by the American Presidency Project, addresses the many policies Trump enacted during his term in office that improved the lives of black Americans.

I’ve forgotten her name, but my fellow supporter was quite vocal. She kept hollering, “We need Trump! Harrisburg’s a dump!” She yelled it so much that I could see the irritation in some people around us. She may have taken her enthusiasm for our president a bit too far.

Since I don’t walk in her shoes, I can’t speak to how bad things are in Harrisburg. From what I’ve read, crime is out of control. Harrisburg, the Pennsylvania state capital, is reported to be an American city with one of the highest homicide rates; I believe she knows what she’s talking about.

While in Pennsylvania, I’ve spoken with lots of Trump supporters. When wearing one of my many Trump shirts, I get thumbs up from passers-by. We have a sign in our motorhome window that says, “Don’t blame me. I voted for Trump,” and I get many compliments. When driving around, we see lots of Trump yard signs. This blue state may be one of those to turn red this November.

The rally attendees I’ve spoken with who have been to many of them say that Trump is always late taking the stage. I don’t know why his rally organizers think it’s a good idea. To me, it doesn’t represent how the president works. It’s a policy that should be changed.

Trump was supposed to take the stage at 6:00; it was 7:02 before he did. There was a long break between the speakers and his appearance, and loud and sometimes obnoxious music was played. I kept hoping to hear Lee Greenwood’s, God Bless the USA, because I knew it was the song announcing the president’s entrance.

We all threw our hands up and motioned to the YMCA song several times. The enthusiasm was palpable. A wave started that went around the auditorium at least ten times. Our arms would get tired, and it would stop for a few minutes, but it would start up again repeatedly. It was a great bicep workout.

There were people of every age, race, creed, and color in attendance. A Jewish family with three children sat below an Amish family. The kippas and Amish hats could be seen all over the stadium. I was amazed by how many families were in attendance. I love my president, but I can’t see bringing a toddler to one of his rallies. It had to be a long day for those little ones.

Even the little ones were enjoying the rally.

I’ve listened to many of Trump’s speeches. Still, I was never as moved as I was by the one at the Republican National Convention. The assassination attempt clearly humbled our exuberant president. I was thrilled that he gave God all the credit for being alive. He knew that had he not turned his head at just the right second, he would be dead.

During his speech in Harrisburg, I was a little disappointed that he kept referring to the graph that he turned to look at as the reason he wasn’t killed. He told the crowd that he usually would have waited until the end of his speech to have it up on the screen and that it was generally to his left, not his right.

Everything pointed to God’s intervention, but he talked about loving the sign and, while I was there, failed to mention that God was the reason things went as they did as he did at the convention.

He may have mentioned it later in his speech, but we left about 45 minutes into it. I texted Kelly to let her know I was ready to go whenever they were. The misery of getting out of the parking lot after the rally would be too much. My goal was to be at a rally, and I accomplished that. I’m thrilled that my pals felt the same way.

We met in the front of the building and walked to their car about a half mile away in a school parking lot. There were police officers guiding people out of the parking areas, which was great.

Getting on the highway to head home was, however, a disaster. Roadwork was being done, and the highway we needed to be on was closed. Mark found an alternate route using his Garmin that was much longer but saved us hours sitting in traffic.

Getting on the highway to head home was, however, a disaster. Roadwork was being done, and the highway we needed to be on was closed. Mark found an alternate route using his Garmin that was much longer but saved us hours sitting in traffic.

We could see the freeway that was backed up for miles. It took about an hour to get home and past my bedtime. I was surprised to find my husband still awake and watching TV.

He watched the rally on the television. I told him I was glad he didn’t go with us. His back hurts when he stands or sits for a long time. If the line to get into the building didn’t do him in, the wait to hear the president speak would have.

I’m thrilled that I got to enjoy the experience, but a Trump rally is not for wimps. It was 90 degrees outside, and from what I’ve read, the EMTs were kept busy dealing with people suffering from heat stroke. I Googled “How many people attended the Trump Harrisburg rally” and couldn’t find a straight answer.

I’m so fed up with the media’s bias that I could scream!

I know that the facility is stated to hold 7,300 people. I know that it was reported that 20,000 people who could not get into the rally were turned away. I know that the Secret Services screwup that almost cost our president his life made an indoor venue his only choice, reducing the number of supporters that can attend.

You don’t need to be a conspiracy theorist to assume that a 20-year-old punk didn’t pull off the assassination attempt alone. You don’t need to be a Christian to assess that divine intervention was at play. There are a lot of nefarious charters in our government that need to be rooted out.

When you go to the ballot box this year, there are some questions you should ask yourself. Are you better off now than you were four years ago? Do you feel safer than you were with Trump at the helm? Do you believe the current administration has America’s best interests at heart? The media spins their lies and hypocrisy all day, every day.

I’m sick of the mainstream media and this administration treating Americans as if we’re idiots.

I’ll get off my soapbox now. I’m praising Jesus for the great awakening happening in our nation. God’s not done with America. Trump 2024! If you get the chance to attend a rally, go for it! It’s an experience that will stick with you forever. Call me a wimp. I’m one and done, but it was worth it.

 

The War of 2024 is a Spiritual Battle

by | Jul 27, 2024 | Patriotism, Politics

I used my Canva Pro account to make this image.

There is talk of World War III on the horizon. If you are like me, you haven’t seen this much turmoil and craziness in our country in your lifetime. You may be asking yourself if there is any hope for our country. I’m here to tell you that there is.

It isn’t the government, Republicans or Democrats, that will turn things around. It’s the Church. That’s the church with a capital C. According to the Bible, Christians are the church. There are no denominations in this battle. You are either for God or against Him. If you are for Him, you need to take a stand for the Biblical principles that our beloved country was founded on.

To quote one of my favorite (tell it like it is) preachers, Jack Hibbs, the anemic and silent church needs to wake up. Silence is compliance. The church was quiet when the government took prayer out of schools. They didn’t take a stand against Roe/v/Wade. We stood on the sidelines while Satan was hard at work, putting people in powerful positions who want to destroy our country. I’m one of the guilty ones. I didn’t vote until I was in my 40s. I was one of those people who thought my vote didn’t make a difference. I was wrong!

We can’t stand idly by while our children are being indoctrinated to hate our country, being taught that white people have an advantage over every other race, and that they might be confused about what sex they are. Here’s a statistic that should shake you out of lazy comfort.

In 2021, about 42,000 children and teens across the United States received a diagnosis of gender dysphoria, nearly triple the number in 2017, according to data Komodo compiled for Reuters.

Why has it tripled? Because our schools and the media have been confusing our kids. I’m so grateful that I don’t have school-age children. I’d have to homeschool, which could be troublesome with my tenth-grade education. We must pay attention to what our kids watch on TV and social media. This nefarious agenda is threatening the lives and future of our children.

Saying that anything good came out of COVID is controversial, but I think the school closures that exposed parents to what their kids were being taught was a good thing. It opened our eyes to a lot of the devil’s schemes.

We found out how weak our churches were when they all caved and closed their doors because our government decided they weren’t essential. Many remained closed for months, and a large number never reopened because too many members became content to do church online. That’s not what the Bible instructs.

Hebrews 10:25 — Let us not neglect our church meetings, as some people do, but encourage and warn each other, especially now that the day of His coming back again is drawing near.

I’m sure Christ’s return is close. There are very few prophesies left to be fulfilled. When Jesus returns, I want to be one of the first to leave. However, while I’m here, I plan to do my part. That means I need to speak out against evil. Another favorite speaker I enjoy on YouTube, Lance Wallnau, said something that struck me, and I hope it does you, too.

“The Bible tells us to occupy until He comes, not hide out until He gets here.”

This verse backs up what Lance says: 2 Timothy 2:2 — You have heard me teach things that have been confirmed by many reliable witnesses. Now, teach these truths to other trustworthy people who will be able to pass them on to others.

Too many people are content to stand back and do nothing because they believe the tribulation is coming and don’t see the need to make a difference while here. WAKE UP, PLEASE!

The current administration is the most wicked our country has ever seen. The back-room deals, double standards, and evil are enough to make you lose your mind. I don’t watch any mainstream news because they are in the back pockets of the Left and have no desire to share the truth. Turn off CNN, MSNBC, and the rest of them. If their lips are moving, they are lying.

Tune into stations like Newsmax, OAN, and the Victory Channel. The Victory Channel’s Flashpoint is fantastic! YouTube only allows them shorter clips, but Rumble has full episodes. Watch videos and podcasts from great preachers like Allen Jackson, Dutch Sheets, Hank & Brenda Kunneman, Lance Wallnau, and Jack Hibbs, who aren’t afraid to discuss real issues.

You will be informed and encouraged by watching shows like the ones I’ve listed.

If one more person who claims to be a believer tells me that our country is doomed, I’m going to blow a gasket! It’s not over until God says it is. He wants us to do our parts so that America will be saved. This is God’s country. Let’s get it back by getting involved and letting our voices be heard.

Get on your local school board, city council, or board of supervisors. Heck, become the mayor of your city. Represent your state in Congress. At the very least, weigh in on the critical decisions. And for pity’s sake, VOTE! Don’t vote for a party, either. Vote for the person whose values best match yours. If you don’t think it’s okay to abort a baby right up until, or even shortly after, birth, don’t vote for a representative who says it’s morally justified.

If you believe in the First Amendment, don’t vote for a representative who thinks you should be silenced because you disagree with his/her views.

If you don’t think children should be subjected to life-altering surgeries because they are confused about their sexuality, don’t vote for representatives like Gavin Newsum, who is inviting children to go to California as a refuge for transgender surgery, going as far as paying for it with taxpayer dollars.

Do you believe in the Second Amendment? The right to bear arms was written into the Constitution for good reason. An unarmed society can’t take a stand against a tyrannical government without their guns.

Chicago has the strongest gun laws in the country. How is that working out for them? According to a CBS article, as of October 30th, 2023, Chicago held the top spot for mass shooting incidents. There were 32 separate incidents where at least four people were shot — not including the suspect.

People kill people. Taking guns from law-abiding citizens will not stop gun violence. The bad guys will still get guns. If we don’t have guns to protect ourselves, we’re doomed. The cops can’t help because idiotic cities are stripping law enforcement of funds to pay the dedicated men and women in uniform. DAs in blue cities are releasing criminals back onto our streets without any prosecution. They don’t even need to come up with bail money.

The current administration is destroying our country, and it needs to stop. If we pray and take a stand, America will be saved. Please, folks, for the future of our children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, do not stand idly by. Do your part and pray.

I guess I’ll get off of my soapbox now. Thanks for hearing me out. God bless you, and God bless America.

Are You Convinced the Media Will Slap Lipstick On a Pig?

by | Jul 25, 2024 | Patriotism, Politics


The term as it is currently used dates back as far as 1946.

If you didn’t believe that the mainstream media was in bed with the Left and this horrific administration before, prepare yourself for a tsunami of rhetoric. I thought for months that Biden’s shady administration had no intention of leaving him as its nominee. When they allowed him to debate Trump at an unpredicted early date, knowing full well he’d bomb, it solidified my beliefs.

His abysmal performance was painful to watch. The only reason I tuned in was to watch my president wipe up the floor with him. I’d hoped that Trump would handle the debate as he did. He let Biden do himself in. People would have seen him as cruel if he had been his usual, powerful, demonstrative, and sarcastic self. The most popular words on social media after the debate were “elder abuse.”

If you were expecting a bait-and-switch like I was, you were probably also wondering how the Democrats would do it. Like I did, you probably thought there was no way they would choose Kamala Harris for the job. She has the lowest approval rating of any vice president in history. Cackling Kamala is a disaster!

MSNBC, CNN, CBS, and others will fall in line with the administration and slap lipstick on a pig. If you are a devout Democrat and want to accuse me of calling Kamala a pig, let me share the rest of the Wikipedia description of the saying with you.

The phrase “lipstick on a pig” has been used for centuries in various forms, including “you can’t make a silk purse from a sow’s ear.” The use of “lipstick on a pig” in its current form dates back to at least 1946, but it gained widespread use in political rhetoric during the 2008 United States presidential election, where it was used to criticize spin and to imply that an opponent (beginning with Sarah Palin) is attempting to repackage established policies and present them as new. It has since been used in political discourse in various countries, sometimes causing controversy.

If you plan on voting for this insane ticket because you are a never-Trumper or just a Democrat because your mama, grandmother, and great-granddaddy were, please consider what your party stands for and the repercussions that will follow. The following statements about where Harris stands on these issues are documented. With all of their connections in Silicon Valley, I imagine the Dems will try to scrub many of the statements uttered by their ill-equipped vice president.

Kamala Harris is the most radical Leftist ever to be in office. Feel free to Google her statements on the following policies. Biden appointed her the border czar. How do you feel about the open border and the millions of unvetted illegals pouring into our country? Do you feel safe knowing that drug cartels are flourishing because of this administration’s policies?

How do you feel about Americans being murdered by illegals who have been deported five times? How do you feel about the fact that under this current administration, 73,654 died from fentanyl overdoses in 2022, double the amount in three years prior? The “border czar” has been asleep at the wheel. The open border accounts for millions of deaths, and the buck stops with Kamala. How many visits has she made to our southern border? Who can forget her idiotic statement to Lester Holt when questioned about going to the border? “And I haven’t been to Europe.” Seriously?

Harris touts her Attorney General of California accomplishments. Do a little research on that, folks. She kept a man on death row from presenting exculpatory evidence proving he was not a killer until she was forced to. Watch this presidential debate segment before YouTube removes it.

Tulsi Gabbard ends Kamala Harris’s bid for president in four minutes flat.

The woman the Democrats inserted as their presidential nominee is the worst thing that could happen to America. She touted defunding the police while simultaneously bailing out Antifa and Black Lives Matter rioters who destroyed entire cities. She has also stated that she wants to abolish ICE. Help us, Jesus, if this self-serving, radical Marxist ever gets elected.

It will be interesting to see what kind of spin the mainstream media puts on this administration’s antics and their choice to ignore the 14 million democrat voters who chose Biden and not Harris to represent them. Get out your popcorn, folks. We’re in for one heck of a shit show!

Blessed Beyond Belief

Blessed Beyond Belief

by | Oct 1, 2021 | Leaving California, Patriotism, Politics, RV Travel

Blessed Beyond Belief!

Virginia has been amazing! I tell God how grateful I am every day. The blessing of being able to travel across our beautiful United States in an RV is beyond my imagination. I mentioned in an earlier post, I told Tommy shortly after we became a couple that when we retired, we would see America in a motorhome. That was almost 32 years ago, and I couldn’t have dreamed just how amazing it would be.

We had a great visit with our grandson, Justin, his beautiful wife Allyssa, and our precious great-grandbabies. Justin is in the army and stationed in Fort Eustis, Virginia. We stayed at the campgrounds there, and we were amazed by its beauty. I never expected an army base to be so lovely. I took daily walks all around the base soaking up its history and its grandeur. I didn’t know until the day that we were leaving that there was a beautiful trail right next to the RV park. I could have trekked on it instead of the roads and sidewalks. Tommy went for a stroll and found it. It’s hard to believe that my husband found a trail and not me. There was so much to see on the base that I may have missed if I’d found the path. The Lord always works in mysterious ways in our lives.

If you didn’t know it, I’m a history fiend. I love anything historic. It’s one of the reasons I loved being the owner of Johnny’s Bar & Grill. It is steeped in history, but nothing compared to Fort Eustis, of course. The fort was established in 1918. From the Matthew Jones House to Mulberry Island to its archeological sites, this military base contains lots of historical information and sights. When I came across the Bell UH-1B “Huey,” I couldn’t help thinking about how horrible it is that Biden left billions of dollars of our weapons and technology to our enemies, the Taliban.

I don’t want to get political. However, being on a military base while the Afghanistan debacle was unfolding made it challenging not to be outraged. On the weekdays, the devoted soldiers were running around the base in full military gear. I was wearing shorts and a tank top and I was burning up. It was humid, and I always returned to the RV soaked in sweat. How those poor people ran in all of that gear was mind-boggling. We have no idea what our troops suffer through to protect this country. My appreciation for them cannot be described. I am so proud of our grandson. I forgot to get a picture of him in his uniform, and I’m still kicking myself for it. I’m happy that we got to spend time with the kids.

Next, we headed to the Chesapeake Bay RV Campground in Gloucester, Virginia. It’s a Thousand Trails park, and I was initially only able to book five nights. As usual, God blessed us, and we were able to extend our stay to three whole weeks. Our membership allows us 21 days in a park before we have to move on. We’ve stayed in some that you wouldn’t want to spend three weeks in, but this park is fantastic! We met a great guy while pulling into our campsite, and he is here the entire time that we are. Our next-door neighbor enjoys Pickleball too. We have been enjoying his company.

We walked down to the boat dock on our first day here and met a lovely couple in a golf cart with a sweet black lab. I asked if I could pet their dog, and we struck up a conversation. We liked Tom and June right away. Their fishing boat was tied up at the dock. I jokingly said, “I can’t wait to take a ride in your boat.” We were on the lake with them the next day. I’ve never been on a fishing boat that was that fast. We sailed across the water, and it was energizing. June Bug is serious about her fishing. We stopped in a place that Tom scoped out using his depth finder, and she caught a catfish in no time. I’m not into fish or fishing, but I’d guess that it was about four pounds. She wound up throwing it back into the lake. I was distraught for the little fella, and everyone made fun of me. I love all living creatures, and hunting and fishing are not in my wheelhouse.

The next day we went to the Gloucester Point Pier and had lunch at YROC Coastal Bar & Grill with our new friends. It was fantastic! The waterfront views and the massive yachts make for great outdoor dining. The fish and chips were excellent! I actually ate all of my fish. That never happens. The pickle fries were pretty good too. We liked it there so much that we offered to take neighbor Joe to lunch there a few days later. Tom and June had returned home to Newport News, but they met us there and took us for another great boat outing after lunch. We’re hoping that they come back and stay at the campground again before we leave. We really enjoy their company.

I’ve been so overwhelmed with gratitude for the blessed life that we are enjoying. It’s almost too good to be true. In this crazy screwed-up world, we have so much to be thankful for. I’ve struggled with being livid over the state of our nation under its current administration. I can be skipping around the RV park happy as a clam, and after five minutes of Newsmax, the only news syndication that we watch, and I want to punch something. I watch less and less of it these days. I want to stay informed about what is going on, but I have to say no when it steals my joy.

I watch a lot of outstanding prophetic preachers on YouTube that offer hope for our country and the world. I believe that truth and righteousness will prevail. I think that God is using these tumultuous times for the most significant revival that this world has ever seen. Let’s face it. If Trump had taken his rightful place in office, the folks that voted for Biden and his administration would have no idea just how horrible those people are. This uncovering of treasonous behavior by so many will be the demise of the Democrat Party. There are a lot of lousy Republicans in office too. However, I think we’re about to see the most significant political shift this country has ever experienced.

What Satan means for our harm, God will use for our good. The harvest of souls is going to be massive. Keep the faith and continue to pray for our country and those in office. It’s not easy when you’d like to slap some of them into the next zip code. As Christians, it’s what we a called to do. We can make a difference when we unite in prayer. God loves America. It’s His country, and the devil isn’t going to take it from Him. I think it’s the best country in the world. I’m so glad it’s where God chose to plant me. Prayer and gratefulness will save our nation. Don’t stop believing.