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Don’t Take Your Eyes Off the Road

Posted March 10, 2014 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.

I sat in a restaurant hangout the other day and gazed out the window at the traffic of a nearby intersection. You can learn a lot about people, their behavior and habits by doing that.

One the opposite side of the intersection from where I sat, cars drove up a hill in my direction and did not crest the top until the intersection itself. It creates a blind spot just on the other side of the traffic light.

I watched as a car slowed down in the left lane. Unfortunately, the car behind it topped the hill and saw the slow vehicle too late to stop. It crashed into the back of it. Moments later, a third car repeated that and three cars were crunched together like and accordion.

Fortunately, no one was injured and the police cleared the wreckage within minutes. Just moments after that, this exact same scenario was repeated with three additional cars. Why? Because the drivers took their eyes off the road.

You’re in the middle of something right now. You may be pursuing a dream as a writer. You may have your own business or are finishing up college. Whatever it is, it’s your life right now and demands your full attention.

Don’t take your eyes off your journey. If you do, you may crash. Instead, watch where you’re going and keep an eye out for those things (or more commonly-people) that could suddenly derail you, delay you or destroy you. Steer clear of those obstacles.

You’ll most assuredly have people standing in your way. Right there in the middle of your lane, someone is forcing you to slow down. Don’t allow them to do that. Steer around them. Oh, and don’t just sit there on their bumper honking your emotional horn at them. It’s been proven many times it just causes them to go even slower. And worse, you have to slow down to do it.

Steer clear of them!

If you’ve ever driven or ridden in a car, you know the roadways are congested with an endless barrage of things to distract you, stand in your way and prevent you from reaching your destination. Most of the time, those obstacles are mindless other folks who don’t even know where they are going, let alone realizing they’re in the middle of your lane.

Look, where you’re going is important. It’s designed to change our world. Umm, yes, I just said you’re supposed to change the world. Accept it. It’s your lot. Keep going. Keep your eyes on the road and navigate around everything that gets in your way. Don’t stop believing. Don’t stop weaving. Keep moving forward!

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What I Learned About Dreams From Susan Boyle

Posted March 6, 2014 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.

I’m not one to sit around watching reality TV or shows like America’s Got Talent. Just not my thing. In fact, I rarely watch TV at all. But there is one YouTube video that I do watch and never grow tired of viewing it. It is the April 11, 2009 initial audition by Susan Boyle as she appeared on Britain’s Got Talent.

The country looked on as an odd woman marched out to the center of the stage. No one thought she could carry a tune in a bucket.  In fact, they whistled and cat-called as she introduced herself. The auditorium erupted in laughter as she announced she’d be singing I Dreamed a Dream from the musical Les Miserables. Moments later she opened her mouth and instantly changed the world. Before the end of the second sentence, the entire audience was on their feet applauding her and remained standing throughout the duration of her performance.

From start to finish, that night she was on TV for five minutes and fifty seconds but during those three hundred and fifty short ticks of the second hand, Susan completely transformed the way the world thinks about living our dream.

She became an instant celebrity… a household name. And that was before the actual competition ever began. Forget her record smashing album sales. Susan became the hero of the average man, woman, boy and girl across the globe that night on the audition stage. It became the song hear around the world.

There are so many lessons I learned from watching that five minutes. Here are but a few:

People will be quick to judge us. When she walked out onto the stage, the judges and audience instantly concluded that her entire audition—other than to humiliate for sport—was an enormous waste of time.

Those same people are usually wrong. They were proved wrong the instant Susan began singing. 

You don’t have to defend your gift. Susan didn’t spend a moment trying to convince the judges or a cackling audience that she was a singer. She let the gift speak for itself.

No one laughs when your gift goes forth. Susan’s voice instantly pierced the hearts of everyone there and before she could sing the second line, they were on their feet cheering her. A fickle lot… we humans.

I could go on and on. I would encourage you to view this video. You’ll have to do it more than once. And as you do, remember you’re just like Susan. You may not have her voice but you do have gifts unique to you. And you also have those in your life who don’t believe in you. As sad as that is, it’s true. But that doesn’t change the gift, or your need to use it to change the world!

Stop spending time trying to convince people of who you are. Just be who you are and when you do,  your gifts, talents and fruit will speak for themselves. Even more importantly, you’ll change the world!

Like Susan Boyle on that night in the spring of 2009, this is your time. Seize it. Change the world. Make your mark… that lasting imprint and legacy that will flow to generations to come.

How many more ways can I say to take your rightful place. The world needs YOU!

Have you had a situation where people didn’t believe in you or your gift, only to have the gift prove them wrong? Begin changing the world right now by sharing it here!

 

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How I Lost 75 Pounds in Seven Months, Part Two

Posted February 20, 2014 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.

In yesterday’s post, I shared the first thing I did to lose seventy-five pounds: significantly reduced the stress in my life. Eliminating the major stresser and simplifying my life were critical, yet surprisingly easy to accomplish once I set my heart on doing them.

The second thing I did was I set my body in motion. I know what you’re thinking. I set off on a long bicycle ride across the country and you could never do that. I wholeheartedly agree. That’s not the point. The point is I got moving.

Our bodies are divinely designed for motion. Yet, mine was rusting as I plopped into the recliner chair at night for hours without so much as a thought of moving. Just as the railway cars do once they are sentenced to sit in the train cemeteries, I was rotting right where I was.

My joints were freezing up, my muscles were tightening up and I was shriveling up. With each motionless day that passed, my body was growing weaker. It was out of its element.

Personally, I decided to take a long bicycle ride. Most people can’t do that but they can move. They can go for a walk. They can sit on the couch and curl a can of peas. They can move their joints in a pool or hot tub of water.

When I set out on my bike after being away from it for so long, it was painful. I was also in the mountains loaded down with fifty pounds of gear and horribly out of shape. I was so tired by the end of the day, I did what we women do: I cried.

I wouldn’t recommend you do that but I urge you to get moving. Find something you enjoy doing and just do it. I have a friend who loves to garden. Super! Get out there Geneva Green Thumb! I have another friend who loves to go bowling. Outstanding! Get that ball rolling Barbara Bowler!

The point is, get your body moving. You may have been in sedentary for so long, your body doesn’t want to move. You might have to force it a little. I’m not suggesting you injure yourself. In fact, that would be harmful to achieving your goals.

What I am pointing out is that your body will initially work against you. It doesn’t want to move. It’s like the lazy hound dog on a hot summer day that’s been snoozing on the porch for hours. It just doesn’t want to move.

But, just as you have to kick Rover and get him off the porch, you must make yourself move. Deliberate motion in some direction every day will make all the difference in the world.

As soon as my body recovered from the shock of being back in motion, it once again became a well-oiled machine. My metabolism soared and before long, the weight just simply began to drop. Today, I have seventy-five fewer pounds to haul around with me as my body moves.

I can honestly say my body is responding better today than it did when I was twenty. I’ve never felt better. I have more energy, more stamina, and more zest for life than I’ve ever had. And, I’m loving it!

So, get those doggies moving!

How often do you get in motion? Do you engage in deliberate movement every day? Share it here!

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Your Place in This World

Posted February 18, 2014 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.

One of the questions I’m asked most often is, “How do I find my place in this world?” I’ve asked the question myself. Sometimes I’ve felt like I didn’t belong anywhere because I felt I wasn’t where I should be.

I was out for a walk today and it suddenly hit me. At any given time, our place in the world is right there. It’s where we are, using out gifts to help everyone who crosses our path.

I know what you’re thinking. That place where you are right now isn’t very appealing. You may be unemployed. Homeless. Sick. Tired. Tired of being sick and tired. Hey, I get it.

I’m not talking about your circumstance here as if you are supposed to stay there. Quite the contrary but here’s the thing. You’re there at this precise moment. That’s where you are. That’s your little slice of circumstantial terra firma of planet earth.

Why not make the best of it? Do this:

1)   Look around you to see who needs help, encouragement, lifted up out of the quagmire.

2)   Reach into your bag of gifts and pull out something to bless them. Your spiritual gifts are exactly what they need at this moment.

3)   Reach out to them and bless them. Give them a hand and help pull them up.

You might be wondering when someone is going to come by to bless you. After all, you really need help. The help comes in the giving, not the receiving. You’ll feel a thousand times better almost immediately just by taking your eyes off your circumstance and focusing on the needs of others. Trust me on that one.

Also, the Bible says it is more blessed to give than to receive. That’s not an empty platitude that sounds like the noble thing to do. Oh, no! You really DO receive the greater blessing. Your needs will be met in abundance. You’ll have to trust me on that one as well.

Look, if you’re in a rough place right now, you already feel like you’re in the earthquake I experienced last Friday night. You’re shaky and wondering where your place is in this world. Why not try it? I think you’ll be surprised.

I’d like to challenge you—if you’re brave enough—to do this for seven days. If at the end of seven days of consistently reaching out to help others right where you are you don’t feel better and have more of a sense of purpose, contact me and I’ll print a retraction of this blog post, telling the world I was wrong. But I’m not wrong. If you do it, it will change your life and your world. I promise.

Look around you right where you are. What do you see? Who can you help right now? Share it here!

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Facts About You Friday: Who Are You Really?

Posted January 10, 2014 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.

At the beginning of the year- is that really only 10 days ago? – I committed to giving back to you in the way you blessed me while on the Road to Freedom Tour. Your kind words, prayers and encouragement gave me the strength and courage to ride another day.

I know what it’s like to be facing down a long, steep climb and feel I’ve already used up all my energy. During those times, I remembered YOUR words and somehow found the strength for the climb. 

Today, I want to give that back to you by telling you who you really are. When the going gets tough, or when you feel you can’t dig your way out of the snow drifts you find yourself buried under, I trust these words will renew your strength and you’ll finish the task.

 

Anyone Can Bike

Sometimes I felt like this Donkey

Are are:

God’s favorite. Yep. He told me. He said you’re the apple of His eye. You are His child and He is so proud of you.  When He thinks of you -which is all the time – it always brings a smile to His face.

Fearfully and wonderfully made. God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit said, “Let us make man -that means you- in our image. God was deliberate when He made you with your hair color, size, shape, set of gifts and talents. And yes, even your limitations. 

More than a conqueror. Because you are His, you have access to all the power and wealth of the Kingdom. It’s all at your disposal and you can use it to subdue the enemy and move mountains that stand in the way.

Sunlight Shining Through Forest

 

Enormously talented. God did not created anything (not even the ugly Vietnamese pot bellied pig) without a great deal of talent. It’s inside waiting for you to tap into it. No matter what your brother told you when you were kids, you’ve got talent. Even if Uncle Walter said you’d never amount to anything… and God knows Uncle Walter knows everything.

A Person of vast purpose. God is a God of purpose and He created you with all those gifts for a reason. You have a rightful place in this world to fill a void that can only be done by you. If you don’t follow your destiny, the world will not be the same. You do make a difference in this world. 

man overlooking enormous river

 

Unfortunately, media and even our friends have slithered over to the dark side of communication when it comes to us. It’s more entertaining to expose shortcomings than to praise gifting. That’s sad, mainly because if you hear it enough, you tend to believe it.

Don’t! 

You are an amazing creation of a great and mighty God found it wholly satisfying to form you in His image and to fashion you after His own heart. Believe it. Embrace it. Walk it. Live it. It’s who you really are!

Who do you believe you really are? Who has others said you are? Share it here!

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Believe in Yourself

Posted January 7, 2014 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.

I meet people just about every day who are downtrodden and feel they have no purpose. Through life circumstances, they’ve come to believe they don’t have a reason to be here.

That saddens me because I’ve lived long enough to realize that we all have amazing gifts and talents that are supposed to be used to make a difference on planet Earth. Not one of us is exempt from that.

mountain curve

I’ve been all over the world, to prisons, to tent cities, homeless shelters and on the streets and yet I’ve NEVER met a person who didn’t have immeasurable worth and a purpose. I’ve only met those who either haven’t embraced that talent, or they’ve come to believe that isn’t true.

They exist day after day believing they are not worthy of success. It’s so sad because our world needs each of us to embrace our calling and use our gifts and purpose to make a positive impact.

 

Desert highway

So what about you? Are you embracing your gifts? Are you using your talents to help make this world a better place? If not, why not? Here are the top reasons why you may not believe in yourself, your gifts and your purpose:

You believe something someone else said about you. Good or bad, you’ve accepted someone’s opinion as fact. Don’t let that happen.

Life robbed you. Something happened. It changed you. Discouraged you. Little by little it chipped away at your commitment to make things happen. The result? You settled for what is rather than pursuing what could and should be. Take back your life.

Disappointment and doubt rule. Perhaps you used your gifts and talents and it wasn’t a stellar success. Okay… maybe you failed miserably. So what? Everyone who tries will fail. Know what else? No one who didn’t try will ever succeed. Just keep moving forward.

No matter what the circumstances are in your life, you owe it to yourself and to the world to accept your rightful place in it. That means using all your gifts and talents to succeed, and to make a difference in a world that won’t be the same if you don’t do that.

Success and Failure Road Sign with dramatic clouds and sky.

You have immeasurable worth.

You were created for a specific purpose.

You are unique. One of a kind.

Believe that. Believe in yourself. Take your rightful place! We’re depending on you.

Do you believe about yourself? Do you feel you’re here for a specific purpose? Share it here!

 

 

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“It Happened to Me…”

Posted September 17, 2013 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.

 

I just completed an awesome five days with My Book Therapy (MBT) at the American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) Annual Conference in Indianapolis. It was an amazing whirlwind of a time. I’m the Member Care Coach at MBT and spend the entire conference each year at the MBT booth.

 

My dear friend, award winning author, Lisa Jordan and me.

My dear friend, award winning author, Lisa Jordan and me.

I have the privilege of meeting hundreds of writers at different places on their writing journeys. I encourage, celebrate and pray with writers. I help them find their way. It’s such a rewarding time, I hate to see it come to an end. 

This year was different in two regards. First, I had dozens of women approach me. They would wait until no one else was around and muster the courage to utter these words that I’ll never forget, “It happened to me.” One by one, they told their stories.  They have survived insurmountable odds and were trying to move on with their lives. We shared, cried, hugged, prayed.  I lost count but the last I can remember, over 40 women shared their stories with me. They are heroes, each and every one of them. 

I know that Road to Freedom Tour has only begun. I also believe it must be done on a much larger scale than I ever imagined. My plan was to fly back to Florida where I’m connected and plan my next steps. On Saturday, I was approached by an agent who wanted to know about my bicycle trip. When they heard the adventures of “The Bicycle Lady”, they asked me to send them a proposal for the book I’m writing. On Sunday I was approached by an executive editor for a major publishing company who asked for a proposal as well.

For those of you who are not in or around the publishing industry, please let me assure you this rarely happens. This was confirmation to me that God wants Road to Freedom to have a broader scope so that hurting women all over the country can face their fear and find the freedom to abundantly live the life they have only been existing through since they were assaulted or abused.

I left the hotel and headed to the airport to fly back to Florida. I was wearing an ACFW shirt that a woman in line at Starbucks recognized. She discovered that I was the Bicycle Lady and insisted that I accompany her to her gate to meet her friends. We stood around as I recounted story after story of God’s power to heal wounded women. 

 

My brand new friends at the airport

My brand new friends at the airport

We laughed and cried together. They prayed for me right there at the gate. I had to rush back to catch my own flight so I took off down the concourse at break neck speed. Suddenly, I felt a firm hand on my shoulder. I turned to find a female police officer stopping me. My first instinct was that I was speeding. Okay, I know there is no speed limit for pedestrians in the airport, but she caught me off guard. Then I wondered if it was illegal to pray in the airport in Indianapolis. 

Then the words came… you know, those four immortal words that I’ve heard over and over on the Road to Freedom. She said, “I overheard your stories back there. I just felt I needed to tell you, ‘it happened to me.'” 

I completely abandoned any attempts to catch my flight. We stepped over to the corner and I listened while she told me about enduring sexual abuse at the hands of a family member while growing up. As an adult she knew she had to become a cop to fight back for those who, like she’d once been, were unable to fight back.

Tears flowed down her cheeks as she told me how she fights for others now. Officer “She has a heart” is a champion for all those who the Road to Freedom serves. She is a hero!

In the days, weeks and months to come, Road to Freedom will be expanding to bring this liberating message to a much larger number of women at a time. I’ll be working with partners to bring encouragement, teaching, speaking, books, and other media to the masses. RtF has garnered so much media attention and the momentum is high. 

We must get this message out to hurting women. Would you be willing to partner with me? Here’s how:

1) Help me get the word out about my blog. Invite others to follow it. Whether they are hurting or not (don’t assume they’re not hurting. These women suffer in silence), ask them to follow and to share my blog with others. They can sign up right on my website and have my blog delivered to their email address daily.

2) Consider purchasing my e-book, “Facing Fear and Finding Freedom” available on Amazon for $2.99. All the proceeds go to the advancement of the Road to Freedom Tour. Also, if you read it, I’d be honored if you’d give it a review on Amazon. That helps others who are deciding whether to buy it.

3) Pray about Road to Freedom. I’ll be hitting the road again before long (Although probably not on the bike… maybe in an RV?) to continue the message and helping others heal.

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Now that ACFW is in the history books, the blogging adventures will resume on a daily basis again. 

Thank you all for your support, love, prayers and encouragement. As I reach out to others, I am your arms extended!

 

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What Failure is, and Isn’t

Posted August 29, 2013 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.
Illinois State Line

It wasn’t Oregon

I have had such an outpouring of love, friendship, caring, concern and overall well wishes from so many when I released the news yesterday that I’d suffered two serious, ride ending injuries. I am so grateful for all the emails, calls, texts, voicemails and personal visits as I move toward restoration.

Interestingly, I’ve had some individuals try to encourage me in “my time of failure.”  That word took me by surprise because not once did I ever consider that I’d failed. I began pondering that and realized that many of us have a distorted view of failure.

The Road to Freedom hasn’t stopped. In fact, rather than pedaling to where the ministry took place last night, the ministry came to me. I sat with a house full of amazing and courageous women who have lived hard lives and have amazing stories of overcoming and triumphantly taking their lives back.

No failure there, just courage, tenacity, and victory.

Twin Bridges over the Ohio River

Twin Bridges over the Ohio River

As I pondered, I discovered what failure is, and what it isn’t. I’d like to share that with you:

What failure is:

1) Never attempting what you would had you followed the leading of your heart.

2) Not daring to dream.

3) Being led by excuses to not live your dream.

 

What failure isn’t:

1) Following your heart and winding up in a different destination.

2) Attempting to live your dream and it doesn’t work out.

3) Giving something your all but not reaching your goal.

 

From the Farm in KY

Thunderstorms began at sunrise

There is a clear difference between failing and being a failure. On any given Sunday, two teams suit up and take to the gridiron. Both want to win and give it their all. Only one team can walk off the field with the win but they all are victorious. Do you realize how many successes it requires for a single player to make it to the NFL? And yet, one team loses.

The recent injuries I sustained that caused me to have to look at Dakota rather than ride him made me keenly aware that many of us have become laser-focused on the outcome rather than the journey. If things don’t turn out exactly the way they planned–and the never will–many will lump that into the failure file.

On my bike, I could plot out a route I would take in any given day. Not once did it turn out the way I planned. But, at the end of the

Planned to vid

Plans to visit my parent’s graves were washed out

day, it had been a gloriously successful one. Never did I consider that day a failure, and yet, there are so many who will. The feedback I’ve received bears witness of that.

Failure is NOT having tried and ended up somewhere other than where you planned. Failure is never having tried and ending up where you were. 

What is YOUR definition of failure? When was the last time you felt like you failed? Share it here!

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It’s Not About the Bike

Posted August 28, 2013 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.
Heading Out at Sunrise

Setting out at sunrise

Since I began this Road to Freedom Bicycle Tour across America, I’ve said that it’s not about the bike. It’s about getting into the lives and hearts of the women who I come in contact with day after day whose lives are changed.

They have been liberated, healed and have gained courage to face their fear and find the freedom they were meant to enjoy. I’ve met such incredible people on this trip. It’s been amazing and I’m so grateful to God that He chose me to ride my bicycle for women who don’t have a voice.

While the Road to Freedom will not end, it appears the bicycle portion is completing its course. I injured my shoulder on day four of the tour. It’s been up and down but I’ve been nursing it back to health. While pushing my bike last week through ten miles of soft gravel, I apparently completed tearing what was only a partial tear to the rotator cuff. I received a diagnosis of a full thickness tear.

My original  plan was to ride back to Evansville, Indiana Monday, stay for a couple of days and slowly meander northeast to arrive in

Farm Road in Illinois

Farm Road in Illinois

Indianapolis on September 11th for the American Christian Fiction Writer’s conference. That would give it a chance to calm down and begin the healing process. Five more days there would be just what I would need to complete the rest of the tour. 

I set out on Monday morning at sunrise heading back east, careful to avoid the soft gravel road. I’d covered about 55 miles of a 70 mile ride when I tore the medial collateral  ligament in my knee. I was on the side of the road for about an hour sitting and praying. Every time I stood up, I would get dizzy and nauseous, a clear indication it was more than just a tweak. I had a serious injury.

Thankfully, I was close enough to my destination that my two new friends, Clydean and Melody, were able to come pick me up. I rode safe and sound in the comfort of a vehicle for the remainder of my journey.

As word began to spread of my injuries, I have received an incredible outpouring of well wishes, concerns about how disappointed I must be not being able to continue my ride. Although I am so grateful for the outpouring of love and support,  this recent turn of events has done nothing to deter me from my mission. The Road to Freedom is alive and well, and soon to be well traveled.

Though I can’t get on the bike right now, it’s not about the bike. Every mile I’ve ridden has been filled with challenge, ministry, hardship, fulfillment, excitement, fatigue. God has always led me to minister to others. That’s who I am. That’s who He’s called me to be.

My friend Melody said it perfectly, “well, if you can’t go to them, we’ll just have to bring them to you!” We already have ministry scheduled in her home for tonight!

 

The Ride back east to Indiana and Kentucky

The Ride back east to Indiana and Kentucky

The Lord is showing me that the Road to Freedom began on the bike, and will continue as a foundation to help women who have been the victims of violent assault and sexual abuse. That will be the direction Road to Freedom takes. What began on an bike in the vast wilderness of country roads in America will reach more people than I ever thought possible.

The bike gave birth to something that the country has hooked on to and will be used for years to come to minister to women who have suffered in silence far too long.

I will remain in the Henderson, Kentucky area until September 11th writing, planning and preparing to take Road to Freedom to a greater level. 

I will continue to blog about the experiences, adventures and truth God reveals to me through this amazing journey. I need you more than ever to help me spread the word about Road to Freedom. Though it began on two wheels, it was never about the bike, but rather about the 1 in 3 women in our country who will be violently attacked or suffer sexual abuse in their lifetime.

I will also work on the book that is coming out of this amazing adventure. I now have the time to do it!

Through your help, encouragement and prayer support,  I’ve been able to reach thousands of women, some–like Kayledean–we’ve met and shared the celebration of

Oh, that hurts!

Oh, that hurts!

triumph. Some we’ve wept with as they poured out the stories, finally having someone who would listen and understand. Others we may never meet but they are being touched nonetheless.

We have momentum and it didn’t come from the bike. It came from you helping me get the word out. And the word continues to spread. We have to keep it going. I may be shipping Dakota home but the Road to Freedom will continue to be the path I take. Please continue to take the journey with me. I’d miss you terribly if you didn’t.

Women need us. We need to bind up the broken hearted and set the captives free.

 

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Homemade Ice Cream and Surprise Blessings

Posted August 26, 2013 By Reba J. Hoffman, Ph.D.

2013 Bike Tour 005I wrote this yesterday afternoon just after getting off the phone with a very good friend of mine from Florida. She and I have known each other since 1986 and we hadthe best time. Cathy is definitely a blessing.

Until the last week, I hadn’t had homemade ice cream in over forty years. In fact, the last time I had it, they had to manually crank it all out. It was a huge chore. In the last week, I’ve had it three times. Who knew they have electric models now?!

I know God has used me to bless so many people on this trip and I’m grateful for that. But I have to admit I’ve received the greatest blessings. I’ve learned so much about our great nation, about its people, about myself and about God.

Last Sunday morning, I was about to visit Zion Baptist Church in Kentucky and mentioned to my friend Danny that I missed Fish Island Store Lake Barkley, KYmy Bible. I explained that when trying to pair down weight for my trip, I’d opted for a Kindle version of the Bible. I really miss my hard copy Bible. 

Less than an hour later, I received a visitor’s goody bag that contained a paperback version of God’s Promises for Every Day. 

Another day as I was pedaling, I realized I hadn’t had Mexican food since I’d left Huntsville, Alabama. I love Mexican food but there haven’t been many opportunities for it. I also realized I really missed it. A couple of hours later, a woman passed me on the road and stopped. She knew I was the “Bicycle Lady” and had already made arrangements for me to meet a reporter for an interview.

We all met at… a Mexican Restaurant in the smallest town I’d ridden through to that point. It didn’t have a Burger King, Dairy Queen or even a chain grocery store. But it had a Mexican restaurant.  I had my fill of chips and salsa!

 

Author Suzy Parish and family at Rosie's Cantina. Pure Heaven!

Author Suzy Parish and family at Rosie’s Cantina. Pure Heaven!

God really does care about the little things in our lives. Our deep desires of the heart. He wants to bless us. Of that I’m completely convinced. If we trust Him, He will lead us, bless us, and give us homemade ice cream and Surprise Blessings.

As you read this, I’ll be making a 65 mile trek from McLeansboro, Illinois to Evansville, Indiana. Looking forward to seeing friends I made there last week and ministering to more hurting people. 

Tomorrow you’ll read about the adventure but for now, look for God to bless you with your own flavor of homemade ice cream.

How have you been blessed recently? Share it here!

 

 

 

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