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Well it's more than past time for a personal update.

Netto has been moved twice in the past couple of months. Once to Deer Lodge, which we were very excited about as that put him only an hour away from home.

 Just as he was getting settled in and a month and a half had gone by and he finally received his personal belongings, we were hit with another surprise. 

Somewhere around 36 to 40 something hours went by and I hadn't heard from him. I checked our email app and once again it said “RELEASED” next to his name.

 I used to get excited when I would see that word.  I know what to expect now, which is basically, “expect the unexpected”. 

Thanks to some brothers and sisters who are connected within the prison system, I was able to get word of his whereabouts. 

They transferred him to Arizona, where there is a small Montana pod within an enormous Arizona facility. 

So normally it would be pretty easy to get worried or anxious and in this case there came a lot of feelings. The main one was disappointment. 

I'm very grateful to Abba Father because he has brought me to a place where I can indeed dance upon disappointment. It still takes some time to work through the initial letdown, but ABBA always shines through, and sometimes, there's even a silver lining in real time.

 We are interested to see that a lot of the men that Netto was transferred alongside have short sentences. One fellow he even mentioned is getting out within the next 3 months whilst the men that got transferred into Deer Lodge in his place are said to have 30 years sentences.

 This is encouraging and gives us a little something to hold on to. We don't know what Abba has in mind, but I know that I will continue to wait patiently, and Abba will keep Netto and I and the girls safe in the meantime.

Another silver lining was that he was treated with a sandwich from a Panera Bread restaurant, which is significant to us. Our very first date was actually at a Panera Bread where we went and had lunch, and we walked over to go shopping in a Hobby Lobby. I got some paints and journals and some beautiful material to make worship flags. 

We had salads and some delicious bread, and we held hands and ran across the street and down 24th Street. It felt like a dream, the most wonderful dream. We only had about an hour and a half together, but it felt like an entire afternoon. 

The Panera Bread sandwich, whilst waiting for a plane in Missoula with other prisoners, was like a nod from ABBA that he was indeed present and that he does indeed hear us and care for us. We know that we know it to be true, but oftentimes, we need reminders. Praise Abba for that.

 The facility there in Arizona has quite a few men; he said over 100; and it only has three pay phones and 30 tablets which means they have to take turns, so I don't hear from him quite as often. We have become accustomed over the years to multiple calls a day, for which we praise Abba.   He always provides the finances that we need for everything and the supplies that we need. 

This last Gregorian calendar year, we went through a lot. The struggles this past year were nothing like the struggles of 2022 and even early 2023, whereby some of the choices that I made led us into a time of recompense. (Don't worry, I wasn't using drugs or drinking or anything I was just going through a lot in the Spirit realm because of doors that I had unfortunately and regrettably opened in 2022 for a brief time, but it was neccessary.) 

No, the struggles of 2024 were of a whole different breed. We stood for our faith, and we called out wickedness when we saw it, and people did not like that very much.

 In so doing, we actually lost a lot of people from our lives as a couple. 

We had at least two or three couples completely turn their backs on us because we were calling out wickedness. 

They chose to follow the leader. Unfortunately, their leaders were vain imaginations. We were left with what almost felt like spoil from spiritual war.

 In 2024, Zion Heights gained 5 Acres in Altamont Tennessee. They're in the Smoky Mountains. Our sister and I will be taking off for a cross-country trip early this summer. We also ended up with a half finished, and might I add, gorgeous, guest cabin with a beautiful view. The circumstances surrounding this new addition are heartbreaking. 

They were heartbreaking. We never ever want to see our brothers and sisters stumble or give way fully to demonic oppression and/or possession. 

Unfortunately, we were witness to that this past summer. We continue to pray for those who hurt and despitefully use us in Yeshua's name.

Speaking of those people who are in need of prayer; we continue to lift up the girls' father. We pray for his heart of stone to be a heart of flesh, and we are continually lifting up the girls' safety, and that is both spiritual mental emotional and physical safety while in this man's care. We trust and believe that ABBA will keep them in his presence and in his will according to his Word.

The rest of the day will be spent doing random survival chores here in Zion Heights. There's always firewood to split into kindling or piles of firewood to be moved. Snow can be gathered and melted for dishes, and the vacuum ought to be run. I know there's coffee I need to grind so I'll run some electricity for a little while.

Zion Heights is earning income through Herbal Alchemy as well as other creative projects. We are blessed to have a spot at Crystal to Crystal. 

Crystal to Crystal is a metaphysical supply store located in Stevensville montana. 

Stevensville Montana, from my understanding, is one of if not the oldest city in Montana. (Which is also surprising because the fictional book that I am finishing up, "ONCE," which takes place in Stevensville Montana in the mid to late 1800s, which makes complete sense ). 

Crystal to Crystal is located in the historic antique Creamery on Eastside Highway. 

 Apparently, it was the very first location of, I believe, Cabela's? I'll have to check my history references, but I think that's what it was. 

We also earn income twice a month doing deep cleaning for a Lutheran Church in Missoula.

 I also help with a job doing merchandising for various large corporations in order to pay child support and also help a neighbor as she always has extra hours. I have learned that I need to be home and quiet before Abba more often than I'm leaving the house for any reason. Especially this time of year where I'm basically snowed in.

 This is the time of year that I have to, or rather get to, sled down about ¾ mile to meet my ride and then I walk another half mile to mile or so depending on how early I leave so as you can understand I don't like to leave the house more than 2 to 3 times a week. I'm also blessed to help homeschool and take care of a little girl once a week.

  They changed the rules within the prison systems. Snail mail letters are no longer an option to get directly to your inmate. So if you want to send a letter, you have to send it to a federal location in Maryland. From there it is loaded onto some kind of cloud and sent via email to the prisoner so they can't actually hold your physical letter in their hands anymore they just look at pictures of it online which is so sad. We are thankful, of course, to Abba, that he still allows Netto to send me letters directly.

I've been learning to set up boundaries and stand for the truth in ways over the past 12 months that have even surprised me, a peacekeeper.

I don't want to get into anything about the girls right now just because I'm not supposed to know anything, if that makes sense. As time goes on, you may be hearing more about what is happening in that neck of the woods.

Blessings Seven-Fold to anyone who reads this in the name of the Almighty Creator. 

Welcome to the new Z ion Heights Blog, where I will be sharing what I am learning from ABBA and also using it as basically like a journal and also express myself before Abba.

 On this platform, I intend to be as open and honest with you all and with myself and with Abba as I can possibly be. I need to grow in that way.  I no longer fear any man or woman.  I only fear YHVH.

This part of the website is pay-walled for a handful of reasons.  We keep our public social media posts vague for our safety.

Thank you for supporting the spread of The Kingdom behind prison walls and for respecting our privacy, 

Netto & Lucy