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My goal is to share encouragement, grace, and hope from God’s Word, and to brighten your day. Mission trips abroad have enlarged my heart and reminded me once again that regardless of our skin color or location we all need a savior, and His name is Jesus. I pray that my articles will lift your spirits and point you to the One who loves you most.

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Hope is on the way by fran sandin

Hope on the Way: Devotions To Go
by Fran Sandin

Throughout many travels with her husband, Jim, Fran Sandin encountered unique situations and interesting people.

And little tidbits of God's truth along the way!

Join the excursion into these fifty-two devotional stories, whether you're a seasoned journeyer or an armchair traveler, and explore the possibilities of the path on which God has placed you.

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Listen to Fran's interview on A Time To Dream Podcast Scroll down to the 10-8-2020 podcast.

Listen to Fran's interview on Never Ever Give Up Hope with Carol Graham, where I was interviewed regarding a journey from Crisis to Construction, 2020.

Listen to Fran’s January 4, 2020 live radio interview with Nancy Solari, CEO of Living Full Out, Inc. Nancy lives in Oregon, is blind, and after participating in a communications career, started her own show to assist others in overcoming various life challenges. The interview includes commercials and a couple of call-in’s to Nancy in her capacity as a Life Coach before Fran’s interview begins.

Read Fran's 9/9/2018 Devotional on ARISE Devos website

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An Unexpected Mission Trip

by Julie Robinson as told to Fran Sandin

Mission trips often require leaving family, friends, home, and conveniences for a short time, usually over a holiday. During a pandemic, most mission trips were cancelled--but mine? Just beginning. No government passport, but a diagnosis of COVID 19 on my medical record. Never could I have dreamed my mission opportunities would take place in a hospital critical care unit. It was there my daughter asked, “Why you, Mom?”

“This is His plan and purpose for me for such a time as this.” God had prepared me.

With oxygen coursing through tubes into my lungs, I struggled to breathe. Yet in ICU at night, I remembered Scriptures I had learned as a child. When I quoted the Bible verses to my granddad, he had rewarded me with prizes. The Lord even reminded me of pre-school songs from Sunday School: “Jesus Loves Me, This I know” and “This Little Light of Mine.” Then I thought about Bible studies and sermons, life experiences, both good and bad. God was using all of those as the Holy Spirit reminded me that God never wastes anything.

After several serious illnesses over many God-redeemed years, I remembered He always has a purpose in the waiting and healing which includes peace and hope. A paraphrase of Romans 8: 28 by author C.H. Welch has sustained me: “The LORD may not have planned that this should overtake me, but He has most certainly permitted it. Therefore, though it were an attack of an enemy, by the time it reaches me, it has the LORD’s permission and therefore all is well. He will make it work together with all life’s experiences for good.”

So, with my “bags” packed with Scriptures, praise songs, and life experiences, carried in prayer by my family and friends, I reported for “missions.” Being connected to machines, unable to stand or take a step, struggling to breathe (barely talking), numb hands (little texting), and brain fog (difficulty reading or conversing), and nothing left of me, it was all HIM. In my “paralyzed” state, I became a conduit, a human PVC pipe, through which He could flow as the result of the overflowing prayers of others for me.

“How can I pray for you?” became a frequent question as I felt the Lord’s prompting in the presence of my caregivers. Although I could not travel to Nigeria, Ethiopia, South Africa, Ghana, Hong Kong, Liberia, or even Florida, Oklahoma, or Galveston, God brought nurses from there to me. Their names were: Esther, Precious, Favor, Grace, Mercy, Hope, Ogo (God’s timing is best), Galilea (from Galilee), Aman (peace), Christian, Rachel, Rosa, Koshy, and countless others (believers and unbelievers) to join me on mission.

We shared and prayed together and ministered to one another and to the sick and dying.

I could list many others, but here are a few examples:

  • One nurse requesting prayer for an unruly child
  • Another whose dad had been killed in a drive-by shooting
  • One injured in a car accident that had left her in bed for almost a year
  • A former Army medic setting up hospitals in Afghanistan who had become numb to hurting
  • A man who left a financial job bringing in much wealth to minister as a nurse and make a difference
  • ICU nurses coming in weeping because of dying patients
  • A nurse pregnant at seven months with COVID who had a c-section prior to being placed on a ventilator (God spared both mother and baby)

 God does not wait for good circumstances for us to share His love, His plan for our lives, and His desire that all should know Jesus as Savior. He often pulls us into active duty for Him at the worst times of our lives. Charles Stanley has said, “Nothing attracts the unbeliever like a saint suffering successfully.”

Joni Tada, living life as a paraplegic says, “The hosts in heaven stand amazed when they observe God sustain hurting people.” “You were made for one purpose, and that is to make God real to those around you.”

God confirmed my lifetime verse displayed in our home: “Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, fervent in prayer.”  Romans 12: 12.

The week before my 48-day hospitalization, including some days in the critical care unit, I had told my husband, “I feel useless in quarantine.”

So, God freed me to go on a mission trip. And what a trip it was! An old hymn comes to mind now as I sing:
“This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long!”