The Road Hosea 6:5: "Therefore have I hewed them by the prophets; I have slain them by the words of my mouth: and thy judgments are as the light that goeth forth."
A guy grooming a ski trail at the Sun Valley Ski Resort made a video of two coyotes taking down a deer. It may have been filmed on the weekend of 25/26 February. It was filmed at night.
I have never heard of a coyote taking down a deer. I thought coyotes killed rabbits or smaller animals.
A Christian lady named Nita gave me a ride from Kooskia to Grangeville, Idaho earlier today. She told me that Las Vegas has the biggest school for witches and warlocks in the United States.
I told Nita that I have hitchhiked through Las Vegas several times over the years. The last time I hitchhiked through Las Vegas was back in December of 2005. At that time, I told the Lord that I hated Las Vegas and asked that He never have me hitchhike through that city again. In 2006, I had a dream about a Las Vegas earthquake.
Nita told me that dogs can sense an earthquake before it happens. She had a dog that knew an earthquake was going to happen in 1971, when she was living in Southern California. In 1994, her dog sensed the Northridge Earthquake before it happened. She lived in Southern California for a number of years before she moved to Idaho.
Ezekiel 21: 27-32: “I will overturn, overturn, overturn, it: and it shall be no more, until he come whose right it is; and I will give it him. And thou, son of man, prophesy and say, Thus saith the Lord GOD concerning the Ammonites, and concerning their reproach; even say thou, The sword, the sword is drawn: for the slaughter it is furbished, to consume because of the glittering: Whiles they see vanity unto thee, whiles they divine a lie unto thee, to bring thee upon the necks of them that are slain, of the wicked, whose day is come, when their iniquity shall have an end. Shall I cause it to return into his sheath? I will judge thee in the place where thou wast created, in the land of thy nativity. And I will pour out mine indignation upon thee, I will blow against thee in the fire of my wrath, and deliver thee into the hand of brutish men, and skilful to destroy. Thou shalt be for fuel to the fire; thy blood shall be in the midst of the land; thou shalt be no more remembered: for I the LORD have spoken it.”
This morning I got a ride from Ashton, Idaho to West Yellowstone, Montana with a couple of guys. I don’t remember the driver’s name, but he was originally from China. He has lived in LA for the past ten years. He was with his son. He spoke some English, but sometimes it was hard to understand him at times.
He was a Christian. I asked him who were the first Christian missionaries to China. He said the Portuguese were; I thought the British were.
They were from southern China. He said something very interesting: he said that someone from Shang-hai would not be able to understand someone from Hong Kong. The national language is Mandarin and there is also a Cantonese language that is spoken in China.
I told him about Watchman Nee and that Nee was a well-known Chinese Christian writer who died in prison in 1972. He had never heard of Watchman Nee. Maybe Nee is better known in North America; maybe the Communists tried to suppress Nee’s writings. I told him that The Spiritual Man by Watchman Nee was a classic.
They dropped me off in West Yellowstone and we took some photos. He said that his son would stay with him for a month and then go back to China. It was a very edifying trip to West Yellowstone.
Yesterday I walked several miles north of Lakeview, Oregon on U.S. 395. I put my backpack down and stood on the side of the road for half an hour and this car pulled over to give me a ride.
The guy’s name was Jim and he had come from Whiskeytown, California that morning. After a few minutes of talking, we found out that we were both Christians and had some good fellowship.
We talked about Oswald Chambers, Smith Wigglesworth and about this other guy who had a healing ministry. As we talked, I thought that Jim looked vaguely familiar.
Jim told me that he was from South Dakota. I asked him if he knew where Murdo, South Dakota was, as I have hitchhiked through there many times over the years. He said that he lived near Murdo.
Then Jim told me that he had picked up this hitchhiker several years ago north of North Platte, Nebraska. The hitchhiker told him that he had been hitchhiking for twelve years. Jim took the hitchhiker home and let him stay overnight. The next morning the hitchhiker told him that he didn’t sleep at all that night because the Presence of God had been so strong—and he wasn’t tired at all (I thought, that sounds like something I would have said).
Jim and I drove up the road past Valley Falls and to the Christmas Valley intersection. We stopped to let his dog walk around a bit. I then asked what Jim’s last name was. He told me his last name and I told Jim that his name rung a bell. When he told me that he went to a Bible college in Colorado for a short while, then I told him that Jim had picked me up before—maybe back in 2009 or 2010. Later I told him that maybe he picked me up in 2007 or 2008.
I told Jim that when I left his house several years ago, I walked to I-90 and got a ride with this truck driver. That truck driver had picked me up a few years before. He drove us to Bridger, Montana where I stayed for one night with his wife and kids. Small world—especially when you know that the Lord is in control.
Jim and I drove through Burns and then Ontario, Oregon. We drove to Boise where he dropped me off at a truck stop on Federal Way. I camped out a mile or so east of the truck stop that night.
So what is the significance of this post? God’s perfect timing; God’s perfect will: the Kingdom of Heaven.
Yesterday I was walking north of Sugar City, Idaho on U.S. 20 when this pickup pulled over to give me a ride. The guy’s name was Ted and he looked like he was in is late sixties or early seventies. He was driving from Utah to Billings, Montana. I told him that I was heading to Belgrade, Montana.
Ted spent 12 years in the Special Forces (Green Berets). He did four tours in Vietnam. Ted was from the Crow Reservation south of Billings. He said that he was 15/16 Crow and 1/16 French. I told Ted that I had hitchhiked across the Crow and Northern Cheyenne Reservations a number of times over the years.
Ted told me that, when he saw me, something hit him between the eyes and told him to pick me up. We had a great talk all the way to Belgrade.
I told Ted that I was involved in intercession and spiritual warfare. He told me that he had been working on a project on the Crow Reservation for 20 years to help the Crow Nation become more independent of federal welfare programs. Ted has met with a lot of opposition. I told him about the power of prayer and we talked much on the things of God.
We stopped at a gas station in Henry’s Lake, Idaho. Ted bought me some biscuits and gravy and something to drink. We then walked back to the pickup and he handed me a plate of Thanksgiving Dinner. He told me that his friends in Utah prepared him a plate of dinner for him to eat on the road. Ted knew it was for someone else. As he drove through Utah, he saw this homeless guy (maybe in Salt Lake City) and offered him that plate of food. The homeless guy told him that he had just eaten some dinner. So Ted gave me the plate of food; I was very grateful.
Ted told me something interesting. He said that is great grandfather was a Crow scout for Colonel George Custer. His great grandfather had fought with Custer at the Battle of Little Big Horn. His name was Gozerhead. Ted said that the Sioux and Northern Cheyenne tribes were allied with the Blackfeet during the Indian Wars. I told Ted that I have always enjoyed reading military history and that I worked for this guy on the Wind River Reservation in Wyoming–he was from the Arapaho tribe. He told me that he had an uncle who did seven tours in Vietnam.
I love it when the Lord puts someone in your path and you have a lot in common with them. When this happens, either you will say something that they were supposed to hear or else they will say something that you were supposed to hear. It may be one word or one sentence and then the Lord engrafts it into your spirit and you grow stronger from it. Some Christians call this a rhema* word. You could also call it our Daily Bread. Jesus is the Word of God and He is the Bread from Heaven.
Ted dropped me off just south of Belgrade and continued on to Billings. I walked to the McDonald’s and got some tea to drink and sat down and read the Bible till it got dark. I then walked to this junk pickup on the far side of town and hunkered down for the night. It got down to minus three degrees Fahrenheit that night. My two water bottles froze solid, my loaf of bread froze solid, the sandwich that Ted bought for me froze solid, but I did not freeze solid (actually, I stayed nice and warm that night). It had been a very blessed day on the road.
Today is a red-letter day in my life. Earlier this afternoon, I was thumbing for a ride just outside of Wilson, Wyoming when this SUV pulled over onto the shoulder. The lady’s name was Ellen Lederman and we had a great talk all the way over Teton Pass to Victor, Idaho.
Ellen told me that her husband was a Nobel Prize winner in physics. I told her that I had never met a Nobel Prize winner before and that I had never met the wife of a Nobel Prize winner before. She said that her husband was Leon Lederman and that he won the Nobel Prize in 1988. She said that Leon also wrote five books. One of the books was entitled The God Particle; I told her that I had heard of this book.
We then started talking about John Nash and the film A Beautiful Mind. I told her that I thought it was a very good film. I had also read twenty pages of the book A Beautiful Mind by Sylvia Nasar. Ellen mentioned that she and her husband once had dinner with John Nash.
I told Ellen that I had an English professor at Iowa State University who later won a Pulitzer Prize for fiction in 1992 (Jane Smiley, A Thousand Acres). Ellen said that she thought Iowa State was a very good school and that the state of Iowa was very beautiful: rolling prairie and clean and tidy farms that dotted the country side.
Ellen drove me to Victor and dropped me off at the laundromat so that I could wash a load of clothes. After the laundromat, I went to the library and read a couple of important emails that I had received from a publishing company in Maryland. These emails were about a manuscript (Writings from the Road) that I had been working on since the summer.
Earlier today I got a ride from Lewiston to Grangeville, Idaho. I walked out of Grangeville about a half mile and this car pulled over to give me a ride. It was an older couple. They knew some friends of mine that lived in the Kooskia neighborhood. They said that they could drop me off at my friends’ place.
As we were driving down the road, the husband told me about a vision that an ex-Muslim had from the Lord. He had been a dyed-in-the-wool Muslim for a number of years and then he surrendered his life to Jesus Christ. He had been in hiding because he had a lot of death threats from his Muslim family.
Here is the ex-Muslim’s vision:
He saw the Lord in all of His glory. Then he saw George Washington kneeling before the Lord. George Washington was pleading with the Lord and said, “Please don’t let the wicked take over my country [the United States].” The Lord replied, “I will not let the wicked [unrepentant abortionists, homosexuals, earth worshippers, etc] take over your country, but I will have to destroy it first.”
Romans 1: 24-28: “Wherefore God also gave them up to uncleanness through the lusts of their own hearts, to dishonour their own bodies between themselves: Who changed the truth of God into a lie, and worshipped and served the creature more than the Creator, who is blessed for ever. Amen. For this cause God gave them up unto vile affections: for even their women did change the natural use into that which is against nature: And likewise also the men, leaving the natural use of the woman, burned in their lust one toward another; men with men working that which is unseemly, and receiving in themselves that recompence of their error which was meet. And even as they did not like to retain God in their knowledge, God gave them over to a reprobate mind, to do those things which are not convenient.”
Yesterday I got a ride from Lolo, Montana to Kooskia, Idaho with Hans and Joke (pronounced “yoka”) Grutter. They are a Christian couple from Holland. We stopped for a while to see these guys in three boats go down the Clearwater River on U.S. 12. Hans and Joke dropped me off in Kooskia and took the two pictures above. Their plans were to drive to Seattle and then fly back to Holland.
“Last night I saw the Blood Moon. I was sleeping on a grassy area overlooking the Salmon River in Riggins, Idaho. I was sleeping in my sleeping bag and I woke up in the middle of the night and the moon was very bright. Then I went back to sleep. I woke up again and I thought that the moon went under the mountain because it was so dark. But I saw the moon in almost total eclipse: you could see a sliver of light at the bottom of the moon; the dark part of the moon was very red.”
Micah 3: 5-7: “Thus saith the Lord concerning the prophets that make my people err, that bite with their teeth, and cry, Peace; and he that putteth not into their mouths, they even prepare war against him. Therefore night shall be unto you, that ye shall not have a vision; and it shall be dark unto you, that ye shall not divine; and the sun shall go down over the prophets, and the day shall be dark over them. Then shall the seers be ashamed, and the diviners confounded: yea, they shall all cover their lips; for there is no answer of God.”