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                    Book 11 / Ch. 8                                           Written / Published 19.11.12 / 22.11.2012

"So shall my word be that goes forth from my mouth; it shall not return to me void, but it shall accomplish what I please, and it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it." (Isaiah 55, 11) 

Please note: Book 11 deals mostly with my 2012 mission journey to North America and Europe.

As I later write about events that took place months earlier, life goes on. When current events

in Australia compliment those of my overseas experience, I can't help but marvel as I report it.

This chapter is a classic example of this. 


8. Words don't come easy

"When we come back, after the news, we will talk about the speedway. You can phone us with your experiences of life on the speedway". 

I had woken in the early hours of the morning and was listening to the radio. The topic that was to be discussed on this overnight program did not interest me. After the news I would be switching perhaps to the BBC or maybe to some interesting subject on the local talkback radio.

The 4 am news often feature overseas items, since Australia is asleep when big things happen in Europe or America. I have forgotten what the item was that took my attention. But I clearly remember a mistake the reader had made, as she spoke the word Britain, then quickly corrected herself - Brisbane. 

Playing my little letter-elimination game resulted in the letter B and word IT (in English) and in German - ES.

This made me again think about the word subject to be discussed after the news -  speedway. It does include the letters ESP, extra sensory perception, which is not a new illness, I may add. 

(Wouldn't drug companies love to turn ESP into a new, yet undiagnosed illness? They'd spend millions researching IT, and make zillions selling the drugs to guys like me, who just want to have fun seeing a word in their world differently?)

Separating the letters ESP (in the word speed) leaves two remaining letters - DE. DE is the abbreviation for Deutschland, Germany in English. The word German had led me to the amazing revelation at the end of the previous chapter.

Suddenly, it all made sense. You see, in this present writing, I'm on my way to ESP (Espanola - Spain) en route to DE. You will read about my travels there in the chapters following (God willing). 

I did switch radio stations that night to listen to our talkback station. There it happened again, my brain picked up things. This time the topic was marijuana-  should it be legalized as a recreational drug?


(It amazed me, how some warped minds argued for it. The point they make sounds like good logic and, on the surface, very plausible: "Would it not be better to sell the drug in a controlled way (a shop) where the user can get all the information (not to smoke too much, because their product could ruin their brain) rather than buying it from a street dealer?

What bulldust! Shops exist to sell as much product as possible, to maximise profits, not to advise consumers they need less!


My brain, which, thanks be to God, is not affected by any drugs - I don't take any, legal or illegal - picked up a strange link. The talkback host claimed that two states in the USA had recently legalized marijuana as a recreational drug. These were Washington DC and Colorado. Can you see the link to my previous chapter? 

Did not my latest chapter end in Washington DC? Had I not alluded to the fact that Colorado, God willing, would be making a magical appearance in the next chapter? I had indeed. 

As readers may have noticed, I often add 'God willing' to a statement. This is a biblical way of saying just that: If what I plan doing was not God's will, no matter how hard I try to make it happen, God will have HIS way. The very best outcome, which should be every Christian's desire, a paradigm winners live by: My will is exactly what God's will is for my life!


On that very hot day in Washington DC, when many weather records, were broken, I went out just after dark to buy a drink. A few doors up from my hostel I passed a shop window. It was a book shop. Just as I did, a book caught my eye, because it was just being placed in the window, being replaced another.

Both books, the one being placed and the one put in it's place, were about Abraham Lincoln:


<<< Bookstore window,  Washington, DC 7.7.12

Please note, this photo is trimmed at the bottom (for a reason, read on). 

Book on left OLORADO, A Photographic Journey. My eyes had caught the photo of Abe Lincoln and Twenty Days, the story of the time following the President's dramatic assassination.

Note: bottom right corner. 

Fast forward to Germany almost three weeks later. I was looking through the hundreds of photos I had taken on my digital camera. Photo No.500, according to my diary, showed above photo (in its entirety). Suddenly, something hit me! The name Aurora. Did I not hear or read this name in the news recently?

I had indeed. The event had happened twenty days earlier! 

A gunman had gone mad, shooting at cinema goers, as they were watching the premiere of 'The Dark Knight Rises'. Many died that night. The location was Aurora, Colorado. 

Now take a look at the rest of the photo I took in the bookshop in Washington, two weeks before that shooting:


Please note bottom right hand corner: AURORA ...City Second to None. 

The book by Jeanne Bodor Larson* (Source: is not about the Denver suburb, where the mass shooting took place. It's the story of a fast growing suburb, 40 miles from Chicago / Illinois.

After scanning this photo I discovered PARAMOUNT. Does this mean the building on the cover is a ... cinema?                      >>>

Just thinking: Para...mount, how similar to Para Hills?


*But there's more: I clearly recall two other books in that shop window. One was by an author named Robert Lawson (not exactly Larson, but...) This common name is also that of a former political figure in Adelaide. 

So is that of another, Bodinar; not exactly Bodor, but ...

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At this point, after eating lunch, I re-started the computer. Before continuing to write about the link to Port Lincoln, South Australia I read the latest news, 12 minutes old, posted online regarding a huge bush fire, burning out of control, which once again is causing concern. Here is what I read on Yahoo Seven News:

(Date: Nov. 20th, 2012 - 2.37 pm) 

"Apart from metropolitan Adelaide, there is a total fire ban across South Australia due to extreme weather.

Yorke Peninsula and eastern and lower Eyre Peninsula have been given a catastrophic rating, due to the high temperatures and strong winds.

Extra fire crews and water bombers are on standby and 17 state schools and preschools, most on Eyre Peninsula, have been closed for the day. National parks and reserves also have been closed.

Country Fire Service (CFS) deputy chief officer Andrew Lawson warned people to stay on alert.

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So where is the Washington DC connection from their hot day on 7.7.12 to Port Lincoln on the other side of the world? It came in the form of a yellow ball, the size of orange - a tennis ball. Riding my Giant up 16th Street, or 14th, not sure now, I first ignored the find and continued on my way. But then, I remembered Port Lincoln and the tennis ball I had found and returned to a school in Bk. 10, Ch.10.

Curiosity made me turn back and take a closer look. I had no intention of carrying it with me for months of travel in Europe, a photo would have to suffice. Here it is:


A saying comes to mind: One pen is mightier than ten swords! Whoever coined this phrase also loves playing with words ... sword?

<<<  Penn 1 Tennis Ball, near corner Euclid Street. NW Washington DC.

N fun with PENN.

Hey, isn't Penn State also a school, a high school? (... just a little too far to go, to return a lost tennis ball).


How about some more 'extra N' FUNN?  >>>

I spotted this banner from the Greyhound bus. It was situated outside a stadium in Atlanta, Georgia.



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Considering this N Fun, plus the earlier ESP, I was surprised when at 6.59 AM I tuned into TV Channel Seven. The person speaking right then was a regular contributor from the USA - Mr. ASPEN. (Love it. More esp to come!)

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The temperature in Washington DC had moderated the next day, Sunday July 8th, 2012. A church I had passed the day before held a real early morning church service, which suited me; so I went. The impressive Shiloh Baptist Church at 1500 / 9th Street at the corner P Street was again attended by mostly black Americans. Despite the stain glass windows and traditional organ, I felt at home right from the first hymn: Holy, holy, holy - No. 1 in their hymnbook.

The segment to welcome visitors and newcomers was unusually elaborate. Those visiting were invited to stand. The leader then uttered a few words of welcome, before the whole congregation broke out into a song, especially written for the occasion. (I say this, because I vaguely remember the lyrics mentioned their address - P Street.) Next, the congregation mingled briefly and shook hands, which I did with those around me, plus a lady, Crystal, who would later give the sermon. She had came down from the platform and shook my hands personally. What a welcome! 

Later that morning I cycled again downtown on 16th Ave. Right at the end, quite by surprise, I came across another church*, where a service was in full swing. But I dared not enter. In the distance, across a road I saw the silhouette of the White House.

*I just found it online and noticed the church's address; it is also No. 1500!

The place of worship was the St. John's Episcopalian Evangelical Church, opened in 1816. A sign outside read: Every President since James Madison has attended this church regularly, or an occasional service. (Or words to that effect).


A brief comment about James Madison, the 4th President of the United States from 1809 to 1817. He was instrumental in the formation of the US constitution and the Bill of Rights. 

Despite his first name starting with the letters JA (yes in German) and his surname with MAD, we must assume he wasn't. Matter of fact, it's surprising his parents did not call him John, since his date of birth is 3, 16.

Originally, I was not going to include the following entry into my diary. But since we are in Washington, talking about Presidents and are travelling en route to Madrid (mad id) I feel I must: Diary entry for Saturday 7.7.12:


Text: Tourguide with group just walked by, as he passed me, his commentary was: "...our crazy, little German friend ..."

I wrote the above in the cool of the evening, sitting under a shady tree, opposite the White House. Who or what the tourguide was explaining at the time, I'm not sure. It would be unusual for me to write this into my diary, after having heard something completely different. I'd be mad ...!  

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It was already about 11.15 AM, when I had stumbled across St. John's church, near the White House. There was a contingent of friendly security personnel present. I say friendly, because one officer must have felt sorry for the Aussi cyclist. He handed me a bottle of cool water, which I gladly accepted. 

Had I really arrived outside the church, where the President of the United States and his family were worshipping God? This question, of course, was as left unanswered. (You got to be careful these days, security may become suspicious and arrest you, asking such personal questions!) No way was I going to enter the St. John church at this late stage in the service. The best I could hope for was a photo of the big man and his family. 

As I was sipping on my cool bottle of water, thinking about things, I imagined: If this church had the same custom as the earlier Shiloh Baptist Church, I had missed out on the opportunity to shake hands with the President of the United States. I had missed the moment, where I would be standing up, while he and the rest of the congregation was seated, singing a specially written song to... Unimaginable! (Has any President ever been known to sing? Playing saxophone, yes ...!)


<<< St. John's Episcopalian Evangelical Church , Lafayette Square, Washington.

Not sure, if every church Minister would like to be preaching, knowing the US President is among the listeners? What text would he choose? Aha ! "... God has chosen the foolish of this world ...!" Maybe not?

If this was the text on Sun 8.7.12 the President wasn't there. At least I didn't wait around to find out. 

I checked out the Lincoln Memorial instead:   >>>

This 30m high monument in honour of the 16th President stands at the other end of the Mall, the opposite end of the Seat of Congress, the Capitol. The tower of the Washington Memorial is right at the centre, at right angle with the White House.

The Lincoln Memorial, opened on May 30th, 1922. It is a popular tourist attraction.


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Just thinking: The day of publishing, totally unplanned, is the 49th anniversary of the assassination of another President, who lost his life violently J.F.K.


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Good news about the Port Lincoln Fire: 370 CFS volunteers, 40 appliances, four bulk water carriers, three bulldozers and five fire bombing aircrafts were deployed to bring the fire under control. Despite 1700ha of land burnt and the blaze threatening the town, fire-fighters were able to contain the huge blaze. No injuries or damage to property was reported. (Source: AdelaideNow.) Thank God! Weather conditions have changed, fire danger is far less.

As I write ABC Radio reports: "The fire danger has not passed completely, but residents should stay on alert, as conditions change continually."


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Riding my Giant down Pennsylvania Ave. in Washington DC, I noticed to my left a large building with words that covered almost the entire facade. At the time I had no idea, what magic would come from these words, when months later, right here, I would be pasting them into my autobio.


The first Amendment, on the facade of the Newseum, 555 Pennsylvania Ave. Washington DC. 





















According the their website the    >>> Newseum offers visitors an experience that blends five centuries of news history with up-to-the-second technology and hands-on exhibits.


The first amendment to the US Constitution took two years to enact (from 25 Sept. 1789 to 15 Dec. 1791). The first ten amendments are called 'The Bill of Rights'. A total of 27 amendments have been ratified to date. The first amendment, as the text shows, is to protect among other rights the freedom of religion and the freedom of speech.


Little did I know where this chapter would end, except somewhere in the USA. Amazing, how the first sentence contains the word news, and here I write about a museum that deals exclusively with News. A moment ago I had a thought as to end this chapter, looking at the life of Moses. Read it below. How well it fits the title Words don't come easy.


But it's the letters ESP, which I saw suddenly, once again, after having experienced magic with them right at the beginning of this chapter. (Read on).

God's Holy Spirit inspires us, if we yield to HIS guidance. HE knows every word on our tongue (Psalm 139, 4). Why should HE not be able to control the words on our keyboard, typing what pleases HIM, in perfect timing to accomplish what HE pleases, which shall prosper in the thing for which HE sent it. (Isaiah 55, 11 b.) 


One person in the bible found this to be his fate - Moses. After God had given him a 'royal commission' to be the leader of the people of Israel, Moses used a common excuse not to take on the task:


Then Moses said to the Lord, "O my Lord I am not eloquent, neither before nor since You have spoken to Your servant; but I am slow of speech and slow of tongue." (Exodus 4, 10).

I recall an occasion, when I was facing a congregation from a church platform. I was asked to give a testimony of my life story from the church pulpit in a tiny church in Goodwood, a suburb of Hobart, Tasmania. Doesn't a request for a public talk send thoughts of torture through most people's brain? But we did it, anyway.  


In my introduction I said this: "There is one thing Moses and I have in common - as was Moses, I am slow of speech. But this is where our compassion, (sorry comparison) ends".



If anybody thought the magic I saw, in the First Amendment picture above, is the address PENN 555 they are wrong. (Then again, the tennis ball has PENN. And 1 always goes with 5...? But no, I saw a connection to the word speed and the letters ESP. 


Take a look above at the words of the First Amendment on the wall of the Newseum in Washington DC - the word speech. The light shines almost exactly at the letters SPE.


Playing our game with SPEED and SPEECH leaves us with  D C H >>> in Washington DC.


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Novice readers of the bible are advised that the Gospel of St. John is a good place to start. Right there, in the first twelve verses, you will read about the light that came into a dark world:


"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome.

There was a man sent from God whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all might believe. He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light.

The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world. He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God."

(John 1, 1-12)


What powerful words! Did you notice the word light - seven times?


How easy it is to become a real child of God - receive and believe! What a first amendment, if you have never taken the time to even think seriously about God! This amendment to your fundamental attitude in life will bring a greater freedom than any Bill of Rights can bring. 


Those who take these matters seriously, who take this huge step, receiving HIM and believing in HIS name, they have the right to be called children of God, heirs to all the treasures our heavenly Father wants to give each one of us.


You'd have to be mad to reject this offer!


Chapter 9