Brownsburg, Indiana

Dreams from the LORD 2003-2006
7 July 2006

I am staying at a motel in Brownsburg, Indiana. This guy named Jeremiah picked me up just outside of Pendleton, Indiana and kicked me down some money so I could get a motel room.

Yesterday morning I walked for probably four or five hours before this young lady picked me up and took me all the way to Washington Court House, Ohio. I had been walking on U.S. 50 in West Virginia and the Maryland panhandle. West Virginia on Highway 50 is absolutely beautiful: green hills, trees, farms—very picturesque. The young lady’s name, I believe, was Leeann. She was a Mennonite; we had a good talk. She gave me some money, so after she dropped me off, I hitchhiked to Dayton and got a motel room last night.

Two nights ago I had been walking for at least a few miles in the rain and I walked to the intersection of U.S. 50 and U.S. 219—somewhere between Mount Storm and Aurora, West Virginia—it was in Maryland. Anyway, it was raining, and I saw this church with a porch. It was the Fresh Fire Church of God. I slept there on the porch and out of the rain. I was very grateful.

Brownsburg is on I-74, so I will continue on I-74 (God willing) till it connects with I-80 in Illinois. Then I will head west into Iowa and Nebraska. I may look up some people on U.S. 20 in Nebraska and then head back into Wyoming.