. . . for every animal of the forest is mine and the cattle on a thousand hills. Psalm 50:10
Prayers – Connie’s family as her Dad (Curt) nears end of life; God’s provision for four new trailer tires.
Praises – Noticed a trailer tire starting to show some steel belt as we left, prayed for that tire to hold for our 150-mile trip and it did, but a tire on the other side blew out and a trucker and another car got our attention; we were able to pull over and take an exit less than a mile away!
For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace . . . surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering . . . we all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way . . . he has poured out his soul unto death. He was counted as a sinner, and he bore the sins of many, and he pled with God for sinners. (Prophecies about Jesus from Isaiah 9:6, 53:4, 6 NIV, 53:12 TLB)
Greetings to our family, followers, and friends:
It was 33 degrees “feels like 24” when we left North Carolina all bundled up and heading south. There were some fall colors early in the drive with occasional subdued bright colors, heavy rain, a razor-back boar rooting along the roadside, and then cloudy with great warm weather (no coats!) as we arrived in Live Oak, Florida. Monday morning, we reported for our volunteer duties working as a couple for the maintenance department at Florida Sheriffs Boys Ranch. (The “Boys Ranch” is now the “Youth” ranch and has “ranchers” of varying ages with individual cottages of boys, girls, and sibling groups.) Since we had a 3-week break between December and January projects we put in some extra hours and remained parked in their RV area about a mile from the “ranch.”
Our first week we did several coats of paint to finish off cement block walls and metal ceiling tile railing in 4 rooms of the Education Center that is being converted to a museum. An elderly past president of the ranch had a vision for this and had collected many mementos. Everything was coming together in a rush fashion to have this ready for the dedication in 2 weeks. We were able to attend the ribbon cutting ceremony one chilly evening before their Christmas Dinner and program put on by the ranchers.
Week two brought variety as we prepped, sanded, finished and hung a solid wood door in one of the staff homes. We also sanded, finished, and installed 7 small square windows into office doors in the administration building. We made a cardboard template to fit over the door, drew the diamond outline, cut the holes (hollow core doors this time), cleaned the window glass, and screwed the new windows in place. We worked outside, removing each door from its hinges as we went. As you can see, the Program Director really liked the change to his office.
Week three we refinished a larger wood door including several short trips to the maintenance building. There was a lot of rain, therefore high humidity, and longer drying time between the stain and finish coats. With the rain we were back indoors painting bedrooms in a boys “cottage.” Each room was done with a base color and contrast color for one wall. The trim around the floor, window, and doors (4 in each room) was the opposite color of its wall. Between two coats of paint on everything and all the “trimming in” it took many hours to complete a room!
During our weeks off, we continued helping with room painting and finishing up the door refinishing. In all we had 145 volunteer hours and felt we eased some of the burden for the maintenance guys. A maintenance worker here spends the last few hours of each week day working with one of the “hired” ranchers (they must complete an application and interview). This allows the kids to learn some skills as well as have a mentor to share with. Some serious discussions and life decisions have been made during this time together.
We made a few bicycle trips over to the ranch, riding up and down the hills on the paved roads and making it through several mud puddles, wash-board gravel, and bumpy spots on the way to the “hard road.” The countryside around this area is pine forest and large cattle ranches, although we saw a few cotton and peanut fields and passed by a multi-acre spinach farm with the plants grown and harvested inside row after row of huge plastic greenhouses. It was interesting to learn about pine straw (raked in huge piles from between the pine forest trees, baled, and sold) as well as peanut straw (baled from the peanut fields after the harvest). We were also invited to eat an evening meal with one of the cottages where we were able to share our faith and testimonies and encourage them as well.
We split our Sundays heading 30 minutes north to Bellville Community Baptist Church (home church of our friends) and 15 minutes down the road to Suwannee Station Baptist Church (pastored by the Boys Ranch chaplain). All the preaching we heard had the same theme – Christmas is more than the birth of baby Jesus. We shared a few songs for special music and had a Sunday evening concert at Bellville Community Baptist Church with our focus being on “the bigger picture” of Christmas. We included several Christmas songs and invited the kids present to help out with some motions to one of the songs. Our Sunday evening concert at Suwannee Station Baptist Church was on December 30th and we shared some testimony and songs leading to a time of surrendering our disappointments and failures (those resolutions that didn’t happen) to God by writing them on paper and shredding them so as to be ready this new year for what God has planned for each of us.
Christmas Eve found us attending a wonderful church service in Jacksonville, Florida with our eldest son from Phoenix. We spent Christmas Day in St. Augustine (via our son’s rental car, a black Mustang!) walking around the old buildings and taking in some history from the first successful European colony in North America (1535) with the first Franciscan mission (1587). Most of the tourist sites were closed, but we peaked through the gates of the Fountain of Youth, surrounded with coquina walls. (Coquina, means tiny shell, is a mixture of shell fragments and sand held together by calcium carbonate. It is a sedimentary formation that is soft until molded and allowed to dry.) We enjoyed the old buildings, tree/moss canopies on several roads, and scenery along the waterfront. It was a bit breezy and as soon as the sun started to set it became very chilly, cutting short our visit to the lighthouse and walking on the pier where several pelicans were gathered waiting for the scraps from a man cleaning some fish.
Back at the camp we had a few evening fires, roasted some hotdogs and marshmallows with our Wisconsin/Floridian friends, enjoyed the wonderful fresh air, sun rising through the pines, and had some beautiful views of the moon coming up from the horizon as well. We hope you all had a wonderful Christmas season and we will continue our prayers for this New Year to find you healthy and prosperous in all you do!
We thank you all for your prayers, and our prayers for you continue . . .
For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you. We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit gives so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light. (Colossians 1:9-12 NIV)
Thanks for being a part of our travels!
John and Connie Nicholas, Salty Strings Music Ministry
Contact Information:
Phone – John 909-336-8910 or Connie 909-336-8912 Email – SaltyStrings@hotmail.com
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MAIL ADDRESS:
John & Connie Nicholas ~ Salty Strings Music Ministry, 255 N Sperry St, Bushnell, IL 61422
TRAVEL PLANS AND UPCOMING LOCATIONS
- January/February – Camp Horizon, Leesburg, Florida; north central
- March – Month off – Triple Creek RV Music Camp, Woodville, Texas; northeast
- April – Tentative – Ecclesia College, Springdale, Arkansas; northwest
- May – Tentative – Lake Williamson, Carlinville, Illinois; central
- June – Tentative – Family travels central Illinois and southern Wisconsin














Praises – Less back strain the last few months; indoor work a blessing; quiet country setting by ourselves here in Florida; weather not hot and humid!
After a Walmart overnight stay, we arrived on Thursday, October 25, shortly after noon in Lake Waccamaw, NC. This allowed us to get everything connected and set up without rushing before dark. We were parked behind a huge arena across the road from a tobacco factory (interesting smells some days), with stables and horses as part of our landscape. Friday, we traveled into South Carolina visiting North Myrtle Beach (Aldi’s grocery shopping) and down the “strip” (17 miles in 45 minutes and what seemed like hundreds of mini golf places) to Myrtle Beach where we met with the owner of Fresh Brewed Coffeehouse to finalize our concert. It was cold and rainy most of the day, getting wet feet from all the puddles, and certainly not enjoying the beaches! We made several stops, getting new wipers and a gas cap for the van while in “town.”









Our last Sunday we attended Bridge Church (a Presbyterian church in a mall) about 45 minutes away to support the youth from the Homes who were part of the Glee Club singers from the on-campus school. We were at the first service where they did well, but they were much more relaxed and enjoying their singing after the break between services. We enjoyed lunch with Pastor Joe and his family before returning home. We decided to celebrate Thanksgiving on Wednesday by going out for lunch and stayed home alone, packing up the trailer for travel, on Thanksgiving Day eating leftover spaghetti! Much better than our previous three years of being on the road on the holiday and spending Black Friday, starting on Thursday night, at Walmart or a truck stop. We were up early Friday morning, pulling in the slides, and on the road by 7:45 am for a very long day of travel to north central Florida, arriving about 5:15 pm November 23. And so another new volunteer project and ministry begins!
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This October project begins our fourth year of ministry! It is amazing that we are still re-arranging our possessions within our ~300 sq ft of trailer. From October 2015 to September 2018 we have volunteered at 21 different Christian ministries. 30 months have been as SOWER volunteers, 4 months volunteering at Little Galilee Christian Camp, and 2 months of “time off” with lots of music ministry. There is no way to quantify the spiritual impact – lots of volunteer hours of work and help as expected, but also many more hours in listening and encouraging the staff of these ministries as well as “Salty Strings” ministry of sharing and building up others through music and testimony of God working in and through us.







John had arranged for a coffeehouse gig on a Saturday night “down the hill” in Manassas, Va. We spent the afternoon with our son and daughter-in-law and her family enjoying a Greek dinner and walk around downtown Manassas before ending at Jirani (Swahili for neighbor) Coffeehouse. While walking around we stopped outside a new “game” store specializing in large versions of games (Yahtzee, checkers, etc.). A father and daughter from our group paired off in a very intense Jenga competition with the much larger 2×4 blocks. There was quite a crowd watching as she used a chair to reach the top blocks, eventually beating her dad who toppled the tower with a loud crash! It was so good to see family interaction and what a witness to those who took the time to watch.


Answer: “You spilled the coffee because there was coffee in your cup. Had there been tea in the cup, you would have spilled tea. The point is whatever is inside the cup is what will spill out. Therefore, when life comes along and shakes you (which will happen), whatever is inside you will come out. It’s easy to fake it until you get rattled. So, we have to ask ourselves, ‘What’s in my cup?’ When life gets tough, what spills out? Joy, gratefulness, peace and humility? Or does anger, bitterness, harsh words, and reactions come out? You choose!









We started packing up a day early to avoid some rain and hit the road again for another 2-day trip to West Virginia. Good weather for driving with an overnight at a new Walmart with a separate area for RV overnight parking. The signs said “no trucks” but we were surrounded with running engines. We arrived at Potomac Park Retreat and Conference Center on Thursday, September 27 and are glad to be back to this area again.







Our music ministry was greatly blessed to have three opportunities to reach the community. August brings the end of summer and thoughts of school, with it the annual church picnics. Our 2nd Sunday (August 5) we played about 3 hours for the Faith Baptist Church picnic which included the Beecher community and people in their outreach ministry. It was a very hot and humid day with rain threatening and we were thankful it was moved inside. Fresh roasted sweet corn with jars of butter to dip into, pulled pork, potato and pasta salad, all the fixin’s, and of course wonderful deserts. Saturday evening (August 11) found us playing for about 2 hours for the Northwoods Chapel annual pig roast picnic outside under a small tent. It was in the evening with a great crowd and fantastic food again. Our last Sunday (August 19) was a community concert hosted by Grace Lutheran Church. We attended their morning service sharing a song for special music, and had a great group of people for the evening concert. We are being blessed as we share our gifts with others, and are certainly seeing God at work in many lives as we talk with people afterwards. We also hosted a jam session at the camp for the staff, summer workers, and fellow volunteers as several had asked about our music and indicated they would like to share their musical gifts as well.






Of course, Sunday service plans are often interrupted, with our glitch being the power point (words to songs to sing along with) quitting in the early part of the service. People sang along to what they remembered and we still had a great service as we encouraged and challenged the congregation.
hills and around curves. We followed the Black River a bit, went by parks, a golf course and hospital, and a smaller stream flowing into the Black River. We met our daughter Valerie in Tomah for dinner and grocery shopping before going home that day. There was a beautiful dam and waterfall in Merrillan (an old mill pond dam on Hall’s Creek) along the way. 











Wildlife wasn’t as plentiful (possibly because the apples are not ripe for the deer), but we did have goslings with protective parents wandering all around, snapping turtles, a Sandhill crane in our backyard, deer in the field, and a nesting hawk along the path we walked to work (as well as warning signs that we might be attacked).












We know that the whole of creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies.
Greetings to all – Our April/May Update

























