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Dreams from the LORD 2011-2015
10 March 2015
Last night I had a dream where I was at this public library in Mason City, Iowa. I met this young man at the library; his last name was Shey. I told him that my last name was Shey, also (we may have been related). I told him that my book, High Plains Drifter, was in that library. I pointed out my book to him: High Plains Drifter was put prominently on top of this shelf where everybody could see it. There was even a colored, fold-out poster advertising my book. The young man was happy to see my book.
The next scene: I was in this restaurant. I noticed a relative of mine walk through the restaurant. He didn’t see me. A while later, I walked up to this relative and we shook hands. We made some small talk. He told me that there were other relatives of mine in that same restaurant.
Hitchhiking on U.S. 20 in Nebraska.
[25 February 2010]
Yesterday I was walking east on U.S. 20 between Bassett and Stuart, Nebraska when this car pulled over to give me a ride. This guy’s name was Shawn and he was going to Atkinson on an errand. We got to talking and he just got back from a mission trip to Mexico. Shawn used to be a pastor at a few churches. He recently lived in the Star Valley area of western Wyoming. He now lived in Valentine, Nebraska with his wife Theresa.
After Atkinson, we drove to Ainsworth to pick up his wife. We stayed at their friends’ place for supper and then drove west of Ainsworth to this farm to see a couple that they knew. We walked to the house and the man motioned for us to come inside. I looked at the man and he looked familiar. His name was Greg and his wife was Marla.
We talked for a while and Shawn told Greg and Marla that he had picked me up on the road earlier that day. I think Shawn then asked Greg if he had ever picked up any hitchhikers. Greg said that he and his wife picked up this hitchhiker in Idaho four or five years ago and that the hitchhiker had written a book. They dropped the hitchhiker off in Missoula, Montana.
Greg then said that the hitchhiker sent him a copy of his book. He searched for a short while and then produced the book [typescript]. It was my book! (High Plains Drifter)
It was a photocopy that this lady in Lewiston, Idaho had sent to them. She picked me up hitchhiking in the fall of 2004 and told me to give me a floppy disk of my book and that she would make some photocopies and then send it to anyone I wanted. She owned a print shop in Lewiston.
I told Greg that he probably picked me up on U.S. 12 somewhere between Kooskia and Lolo Pass, Idaho in the fall of 2004. We talked about it some more and I believe he picked me up at a gas station at Lowell or Syringa, Idaho.
We stayed at Greg and Marla’s place for an hour or so and had some excellent fellowship.
It’s a small world.
[Published by Digihitch–July 26, 2011]
A Ride in Nebraska, Blue Highways and William Least Heat-Moon
This morning I received a nice email from Joke (pronounced “yoka”) and Hans Grutter:
Last week we received your book the High Plains Drifter. It was very interesting to read. I read through it in “one breath” as we call it. When I read all the places you have been, it brings up memories because we visited some of the places (cities) too.
I now also know why your email address is “sawman”.
We hope and pray that you are doing fine and that the Holy Spirit keeps sending you where HE wants you to go and that you may be a blessing to the people you meet.
We are doing fine, and if we ever do a trip again like this year, we will inform you where we will be travelling so maybe we can meet somewhere along that trip.
We will pray for you.
Love and greetings,
Joke & Hans Grutter, The Netherlands
Dreams from the LORD 2011-2014
8 February 2014
Last night I had a dream where I was at a relative’s place. I talked with my cousin and I told him that I had to take a bus to Denver.
I took a bus to Denver and I had a large stack of manuscripts with me—it looked like there were 20 or 30 manuscripts. I got off the bus and walked to this photocopy store and sold my manuscripts for a lot of money. The guy at the cash register paid me in cash and I put the money in a small backpack.
As I attempted to walk out of the store, these two guys bumped into me and walked quickly outside. I knew something was wrong: they wanted to steal my money.
So I walked back to the cash register and asked if I could phone a taxi. I didn’t want to walk back to the bus station with all of this money. The two guys walked back into the store and crawled up to my backpack (it was sitting on the floor next to my feet): they were staring at the backpack.
Then I noticed someone I used to work with years ago at Pike Construction in Ames, Iowa. He was leaving the store. I asked him if I could get a ride. He said it wasn’t company policy for him to give someone a ride in the truck (he was driving a dump truck). So I asked him if I could ride in the back of the truck. He said that that would be all right. So as the truck pulled away from the store, I climbed in the back of the truck and escaped a possible robbery.
My interpretation of the dream:
In the dream, I noticed that I didn’t hitchhike to Denver—I took a bus. Maybe my hitchhiking days are coming to an end.
The photocopy store represents a publishing company. The stack of manuscripts being sold for a lot of money means that my books will sell a lot of copies (or one of my books will sell well).
The photocopy store was in Denver, Colorado. Maybe this means my books will sell well in the Rocky Mountain states or in the western United States. I have done most of my hitchhiking west of the Missouri River.
The two guys who try to rob me is the devil. The devil is always trying to steal, kill and destroy the works of God. The Lord told me to write my two books (High Plains Drifter and The First Time I Rode a Freight Train). My two books are a God-work: it was not my will to write those books.
A former co-worker from Pike Construction helps me escape a possible robbery. I think this is very interesting, because the last time I worked at Pike Construction was in February of 2001. I have not kept in contact with anyone from Pike Construction since I left. Out of the blue, someone from my past helps me evade an ambush from the devil.
Interesting little detail: the dump truck that I escaped in looked like the dump truck I used to drive for Pike Construction.
Big Sky, Montana
Yesterday I was standing on the side of the road in Big Sky, Montana when this car pulled over. I got in the car and we headed north towards Bozeman.
The guy’s name was James. As we talked, James looked at me and said, “Hey, you’re Tim Shey. You wrote High Plains Drifter. I picked you up earlier this year.”
I said, “Yeah, I recognize you. You gave me a ride from Darby, Montana to the pass on the Idaho-Montana line. I slept at that ski area that night.”
“I bought your book.”
“Let’s stop at your place and I can sign my book for you.”
So we drove to his trailer home at Four Corners. James lived there with his girlfriend, his cousin and his dog. He let me sleep on the couch. I was grateful because it got down to around 8 degrees F last night. It should warm up to 30 degrees F later today. God willing, I will be heading west on I-90.
High Plains Drifter
22 August 2013
Yesterday I hitchhiked from Idaho Falls, Idaho through West Yellowstone and Big Sky to Belgrade, Montana. I got a ride from Four Corners to Belgrade with a guy named Nate. He was going to a Bible study. We had a good talk about the things of God, he bought me a Quarter Pounder Meal at McDonald’s and he dropped me off at the library.
After the library, I walked to Mike’s place. I hadn’t seen Mike since around 2009. I guess I caught him at the right time because he was going to North Dakota and Kansas in a couple of days to see some relatives. Mike has a lot of books in his house and I noticed a few books by Watchman Nee that I wanted to take a look at, but I was too tired. I slept on the couch last night and got a good night’s sleep.
This morning I went back to the library in Belgrade, got on the Internet and checked my two blogs and email. Just before I left the library, I looked up my book High Plains Drifter on the card catalog. I was pleasantly surprised to see that the Belgrade library had purchased a copy of my book. Two or three years ago, I had mentioned my book to somebody at the Belgrade library, but I didn’t know that they had bought a copy.
After I left the library, I walked to the supermarket and bought a loaf of bread. I walked to I-90 and began walking west down the interstate.
I had walked around three miles when someone pulled over to give me a ride. His name was Daniel and he gave me a ride to Butte.
Daniel was a Christian and he told me that he had heard about me and my book High Plains Drifter. He said that about a week ago, he was at someone’s house at Hebgen Lake and they were talking about this guy who hitchhiked and had written a book called High Plains Drifter. I was a bit surprised to hear that because High Plains Drifter has not sold many copies, but the book has been at the West Yellowstone library for at least a few years now. Hebgen Lake is between West Yellowstone and Big Sky.
Daniel and I had a good talk about the things of God and he also gave me some of his lunch. I told Daniel that my book High Plains Drifter was now in four libraries in Montana (Forsyth, Columbus, West Yellowstone and Belgrade). If the Lord has seen fit to find a home for my book in four libraries in Montana, maybe the Lord will give me a home in Montana someday.
Daniel dropped me off in Butte, gave me some money for the road and I headed west on I-90. I was very grateful for what had transpired that day in Belgrade, Montana.
A few weeks ago, I hitchhiked from California to Wyoming. I stayed with some friends in Wyoming for a few days. They had some letters in a box that they were keeping for me. I took these letters with me as I hitchhiked back west.
One of the letters was from Gideon Elazar from Tsfat*, Israel near the Sea of Galilee; Gideon gave me a ride while I was hitchhiking west out of Helena, Montana back in August 2004:
I wanted to let you know that I received the disc with the book you wrote [High Plains Drifter: A Hitchhiking Journey Across America]. I read it all and enjoyed it very much. It was a view of America that I had not seen before. As I told you when we met, I too have done some hitchhiking in Israel and in Europe and I knew what it’s like to live on people’s kindness and on God’s grace. I think many people have a perception of the U.S. as a place full of dangerous people and would be surprised to hear about all the really good people you met.
I hope you are well, but I’m not worried because I know you’re being taken care of.
Be well and God bless,
*also known as Safed or Zefat
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