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August 07th, 2026

8/7/2026

Please keep us in your prayers, we are starting a new chapter in our travel journey. We are in the process to transitioning from "Fulltime RV Travel', and campground ministry, and moving into "Fulltime Slow-Travel" overseas. We certainly will continue serving in ministry as we travel, but our focus will now be overseas communities rather than US campgrounds as we have up to this point. It's a BIG move for us, but we are confident that God will be leading us, and guiding us all the way. We walk by faith; not by sight. Stay tuned, we will try to keep you up to date as to "Where in the world are Pastor Robert and Adriene" ... #TravelingAbroad #Chapter2

Fulltime RV Living - Answering Your Questions ...

11/20/2020

We took the opportunity to sit down and answer a few questions from some of our Facebook followers regarding our life choices in becoming, and living the "Fulltime RVer Lifestyle". We really enjoyed doing this segment, and look forward to doing it again. We did experience some wind noise during our recording, and a couple of break, but it still went well. Take a look, and send us any questions that you may have. #FulltimeRVLiving

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Under The Awning - Introducing "The Clarks"

8/20/2020

What an awesome privilege we had to meet Steve and Jackie Clark, as well as their son Steven, as we served as Camp Host at Lucerne Campground in Manila, Utah. We not only became friends, but we now consider ourselves extended family. Like myself, Steve grew up in Maryland; he married Jackie (from New York). Along with their son Steven, they serve as Campground Managers for four campgrounds in the Manila, Utah area. Join us "Under The Awning" as we spent a few minutes chatting will our newfound friends.

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Introducing "Good News Daily Ministries"

5/19/2020

We are glad to be a part of what God is doing with Good News Daily Ministries ... #BIBLICALTEXTING

Our Adventure on Hope Lake Trail

8/20/2019

For we are saved by hope: but hope that is seen is not hope: for what a man seeth, why doth he yet hope for? 25 But if we hope for that we see not, thendo we with patience wait for it. Romans 8:24–25

Our adventure up Hope Lake Trail (Our First Hike - EVER - 2.5 Miles)

In hindsight, this lake is appropriately named; seemed like everyone that we encountered on our way up, was “hoping” to make to the majestic site.

Mike and Amber had asked us if we wanted to go on a “little hike” with them to Hope Lake; we said “Sure, that sounds like fun”; well, it was fun, but it was also an adventure.

We had no idea, what lied ahead. The sign at the beginning of the trail head said that the trail was 2.5 miles long, I’m not sure who did the measuring on that, but they were WRONG. We were not prepared at all for what we were about to encounter. Mike and Amber are hikers, so they had some of their hiking gear in the back of their pickup truck, but even they said that they should have had their “real” hiking backpack for this trip. Adriene and I were dressed for any “little walk”; I did have on my hiking boots, but Adriene had on just her tennis shoes that she had. Neither of us was prepared for what we were about to encounter.

It didn’t take long for us to realize, that not only were we not prepared in our attire, we certainly were not prepared physically. I usually walk around the campgrounds that we visit, not only to meet new people, but also to get a little exercise as well. I’m so glad that I have been doing that, because those “campground” miles paid off. I certainly got tired, but while going up the mountain, my second wind kicked in, and it wasn’t too bad. I was praying diligently for Adriene; she endured , but she struggled most of the way. I’m proud that she continued; one step at a time. Mike and Amber went ahead, we lagged behind a bit; I stayed back with Adriene. Mike and Amber were “motivation” from the front, while I was trying to motivate from the back.

One thing that inspired us, is that Mike and Amber, who hike quite a bit, said that this was their most difficult hike, and here we are, hiking with them on our very first hike. We were not prepared, but were excited of the fact, that we were able to do it. Mike was also recovering from a recent fall while he and Amber were on a trail ride on their bikes; so he was still nursing those wounds. Along the way, we told people that it was our very first hike, some of them were pretty astonished that we chose “Hope Lake Trail”, to get our feet wet in hiking. We met lots of people on our way up the mountain; many of them were not too encouraging, telling us how far we still had to go, because they were on their way back down. But, most of the people would tell us that “It will be worth it, when you make it to the lake”. From what we have heard, the common saying in the hiking community is “It’s just around the next bend”. Well, we went around a whole lot of “bends”, more commonly known as “switchbacks”. At one point, a guy told us that we had to go through at least 35 “switchback”, before we would make it to the lake. He may not have realized it, but that was really discouraging for us to hear, especially, with the level of pain that we were enduring at the time. Then there was the guy that said that we were 1/3 of the way there, when we thought we were getting close; that was a “downer” as well.

There was one continual motivation for us, all the way, from the beginning of the trail, to our destination, and that was the views. There were spectacular views all the way, and you know me, I don’t go very far without my camera, so I was making frequent stops to take pictures of "Gods Creation”. There was something spectacular to look at around every turn; from the mountains, to the waterfalls, to the flowers, to the valleys, to the rock formations; even when we saw evidence of previous avalanches. It was so beautiful to see. The views gave us a legitimate “excuse” to stop for a while, to take pictures, and trust me, I got a lot of them. I even took a few pictures of the people heading back down the mountain, as we ascended. There were hikers of all ages; from the baby being carried on mom or dads back in a backpack, to young children, to the teens, to young adults, middle aged hikers, and yes, there were a few “Senior Citizens” on the trail, showing us how it should be done. It wasn’t uncommon for us to encounter dogs on the trail as well, it was a “family affair” for many. Speaking of family, it really surprised us, that as we ascended the mountain, we actually were able to get a “strong” cell phone signal; Adriene and I both took the opportunity to contact our family, to let them know where we were, and that we were safe, and doing great. Adriene actually, took the opportunity to record a “Marco Polo” recording, to send to our daughters.

On one occasion, we were speaking with a few older ladies, during one of our “frequent stops” and they could tell that we were not particularly prepared; they told us to drink plenty of water. We told them the we “should” have enough water for our hike. Well, they walking at little farther down the trail, and a few minutes later, one of the the ladies came back and offered us one of her unopened bottles of water, we were grateful for her generosity, but we didn’t really appreciate her, until later, when that bottle of water was all that we had left to drink. We had gone through the bottle of water that Adriene and I were sharing for our “little walk”; that “angel” with the bottle of water was a Godsend.

We continued our trek up the mountain, until we finally made it to the illustrious “Hope Lake” - We Made It, and yes, it was well worth it. It was amazing to see this majestic lake, up in the mountains at over 11,000 feet above sea level. The water was absolutely beautiful; it could have been fifty feet deep, and you could see the bottom; the water was so clear. With the mountainous backdrop and spots of snow still evident, it was quite picturesque.

I continued to think about all of the “life lessons” that we could attain from our experience of climbing up the mountain; most of which would center around preparation, endurance, steadfastness, and of course, hope.

By the time that we arrived at the lake, and experienced its majesty, it was already 5 p.m., so we knew that we didn’t have much time, before we needed to start heading back down the trail. We knew that it would be getting dark about 8 p.m., and based on how long it took us to get up the hill, we started on our decent. We were certainly optimistic about going back down, but we quickly realized that the “muscle group” that we were using going down, would be pushed to the limit as well. The rough terrain of the trail, required you to continually be looking down to determine where to place your support stick, and subsequently, your foot. Setting your foot down, in the wrong place, could have easily resulted in injury. I’m certain that I was just as prayerful going down the mountain, as I was going up. My prayers were twofold, first that we would make it back without injury, and secondly, that we make it back to the truck before dark. We knew how rough the terrain was, and we didn’t want to traverse that with limited visibility. As a result, there was a lot less photo taking while heading back down.

As we continued our decent, I was confident that going down, was as difficult as going up. Logically, I know that it was easier, but I personally felt more pain in my feet during the decent. We kept pressing our way, and praying that our “test”, would soon be over. Well, we finally got to the point where Amber said, “What a beautiful sight”, she was excited; we looked up, and Adriene thought that we were looking at another patch of snow. It was then that I told her, “That is not snow Babe, that is the parking lot - we made it”. My prayers were answered, we made it back to the truck safely, and before dark. We were all so relieved to make it back; we were sore, but excited. We quickly loaded the few things that we had in the bed of the truck, and lifted our aching bodies into the truck. It was then that we took time to pray, and give thanks to the Lord for His covering, and protection. We then proceeded with the 3 - 4 mile ride, back to Matterhorn Campground, where we were staying.

As difficult as our first hike was, with the elevation, the sun, the steep grades, the switchbacks, the river crossings, the aches, and the pains, I was motivated to prepare myself, get the right gear, and to continue hiking. As this hike showed me, if we prepare ourselves, we can accomplish our goal; through the good, and the bad, the tough, and the not-so-tough.

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The Valleys ...

7/31/2019

Wait, isn’t Facebook the place where you post how great your life is? Aren’t you suppose to just show all of the “mountain top” experiences that you have? Well, if the the Bible speaks of “valley” experiences, why can’t we.

In Psalms 23:4, the Bible states:

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou artwith me; Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

“Ye though I walk through the valley …”; just because we go through “valley experiences”, doesn’t mean that we have to live there; remember, it says “through” the valley. I believe that the faster that we learn how to go “through” the lows in our lives, the more we will be able to appreciate the “highs”.

We just recently left the beautiful Rocky Mountains of Colorado, but the spectacular mountain top views that we experienced, didn’t come without “the valleys”. We don’t always talk about the “difficult days” in our nomadic lifestyle, but they do come. Mountains are gorgeous to look at, but remember, between every two mountains, is a valley.

We recently experienced (our very first hike) up a mountain; the views from the top were spectacular, but climbing from the valley was “grueling”. We were better able to appreciate the mountain top, because we appreciated “every” step during the climb.

Food For Thought:

What “valley” are you experiencing today? Celebrate the victory, from the “Mountain Tops”, but learn how to appreciate your experiences, “In the Valley”. God is with us there too … #PsalmsTwentyThree

Dealing With The "Stuff" - Time For A Garage Sale

5/21/2019

As our time back at our “sticks and bricks” house is winding down, I’m reminded of how important it is for us to “deal with” issues in our lives, "up front". Even in our pursuit to follow the Call of God on our lives, the “issue” of dealing with our “sticks and bricks” was always present, and at some point, we knew we would have to go back to address it.

Early retirement, selling our house, and most of our possessions; going from 5000 square feet, to 400 square feet, is not the answer for most people, but each of us have had things in our lives, where we would have been “better able to serve”, if we had addressed those issues up front. We now find ourselves, back at "the house”, getting rid of “excess”. Some of the things that we are uncovering have been “buried” for many years, and now we are temporarily away from our assignment, to deal with “stuff”.

Is God calling you to do something special for Him; do yourself a favor, and deal with the “stuff" up front. Get rid of the things that no longer add any value to your life, or serve no purpose in your pursuit of God; your future depends on it.

My Piece of Advice:

Take the time now, to deal with the things that you have “hidden” in your garage; if you don’t do it now, you will certainly have to “take a detour” from your journey, to address them. Many of us choose to just “close the garage door”, and pretend like the “stuff” is not there. It may not be a “skeleton in your garage”, but it is still “stuff” (relationships, unresolved conflicts, bad memories, excess weight, etc). Many people park on their driveway, only because their garage is full of “stuff”; altering its intended use. It makes me reevaluate my priorities; I “protect" my “stuff” in the garage, and park my vehicles on the driveway … Hmmm.

Evaluate your “garage”, and “Deal With It”.

It wouldn’t be a good feeling, to hear the voice of God calling you, but you have to ask God to wait a while, because you need to “go back” and deal with “some things”.

Most of you know, that Adriene and I are RVers. In the “World of RVers”, traveling with excess weight is a major issue, and an ongoing challenge. As a result, you will find that many people will “purge” their rig (their RV) on an annual basis, and then incorporate the “1 in - 1 out” strategy. It looks like this: If something “new" comes in the rig, something “old" goes out; you don’t keep both. This strategy serves two purposes; it affords you the opportunity to evaluate what you are carrying around, and it also forces you to heavily evaluate, what you are bringing on board (if it does not serve a specific purpose, it does not come on board).

More often than not, if you are called to “take on” an assignment from God, there is likely also something that you will have to “get rid of” as well.

That’s all for now; see you back on the road, real soon …

#WhatsInYourGarage #DealingWithTheStuff

"It's Verna"

2/3/2019

Knock Knock; Who’s There; It’s Verna …

It was a Saturday afternoon, we were in the rig relaxing; I was watching TV, and Adriene was on the phone with a friend. That is when I heard a light knocking at the door. Our main door was open at the time, but the screen door was still shut. She says, "Hi, are you Robert; I said yes I am, she said I have been looking at your flag everyday, and I finally went online to look you up; I wanted to come over. My Bible is falling apart, and I thought that you might have some tape so that I could tape it back together.”

That is when I went outside; I told her that I not only would help her to repair her Bible, but we would also bless her with a new one. I opened our storage bay where we keep our bin of donated Bibles that we give away along our journey. I told her to take a look, and see if she saw a Bible that she liked; it was then that I went back in the coach to get Adriene. She was still on the phone, but I asked her to call the friend back, and come outside with me; I introduced her to our guest. I didn’t know her name at the time, but she recognized Adriene right away. She had been on our website, and she also had seen Adriene the night before at one of our campfire gatherings. By then, she had found a King James Bible, that she was looking for; I left Adriene outside to spend time with Verna, while I went inside with Verna’s “tattered” Bible to tape it up a bit.

Adriene and Verna spent a considerable amount of time together, while I stayed inside, and prayed for this “God Ordained Encounter”. Verna shared her life with Adriene, and Adriene ministered to her needs, and prayed with her. After a while, Adriene came and got me, I went back out and presented Verna with her “repaired” Bible. That is when I actually learned what her name was. Verna continued to share her life, and her love of God, and His people. She too has a burning desire to reach the lost.

It was no mistake that we had the opportunity to connect with Verna; I believe that we “entertained an angel unaware”. Verna, would likely not be welcomed in many churches today, but she embraced a love for Christ that is seldom seen by many “Churchgoers”. Some would consider Verna as homeless, but after spending time with her, she appears to have everything that she needs. She lives in a car; coupled by a little tent to the side, but for her, it is her “mansion” in the desert. She also took the opportunity to give us a tour of her “setup”; “organization is the key” she said, everything has a place, and everything in its place”.

Verna expressed such a desire to win souls for the Kingdom of God, and shared some of her successes and failures along the way. It was so ironic to me that Verna was parked just feet from our gathering of beautiful Monaco coaches, worth thousands, and thousands of dollars, but I truly believe, that Verna was one of the “richest” people around us; she had a deep love for Jesus Christ, and a love and desire to share His Word. During our conversation, she mentioned that she was going to give away one of her appliances, because she didn’t have any electricity to power it; well, that is when the Lord reminded me of a portable inverter that we had in the rig, that we seldom use. We had the opportunity to bless Verna with power for her appliances, and the “Power of God’s Word”, with bibles that she can give away as she shares the love of Christ. She was so excited, and it was a tremendous blessing to us as well.

Many in Verna’s circumstance would be shunned and overlooked, but Verna reminded me that we are all God’s children, and He loves us all the same. I’m believing that God will continue to use Verna in a mighty way; continuing to build the “Church Without Walls”. Thank you Verna, for your sweet spirit, and for sharing the Love of Christ along your journey ...

Sunsets ...

12/10/2018

Sunsets are a daily reminder that time goes on, but tomorrow is not promised, no matter what you choose to do with your day. Sunsets give me the opportunity to reflect upon what I have accomplished on any given day. Did I waste it on frivolous things, thoughts, or actions, or did I do something productive that will assist me in accomplishing my goals, dreams, ambitions, or destiny.

Sunsets can be absolutely beautiful, but their beauty is a constant reminder, that an end is coming. If you are reading this today, God has blessed you with life; sometimes we take our life and liberties for granted, expecting that we have another opportunity in the morning. But as you see the sun setting in a persons life, you can only wonder how they feel about how they spent their day.

Seconds turn into minutes, minutes turn into hours, hours turn into days, days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months, and months turn into years. As the years roll by, how are we preparing for our sunset. Are we waiting for tomorrow to do what God has called us to do today. Are we waiting for “Oneday”, when all of the stars align, and everything is in place.

As I look at a calendar, I see Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, but I don’t see “Oneday”. “Oneday” will never come.

I’ve been told that the most valuable property on earth, are graveyards, because graveyards are full of dreams, goals, and visions for great accomplishments, but the resident was waiting for “Oneday” to pursue them; but “Sunset” came first.

The Word of God (Psalms 118:24) tells us that “This is the day, that the Lord has made, we will rejoice and be glad in it”. This reminds me of the importance of “today”, rejoicing in today, but preparing for our impending “Sunsets”.

Jesus Is Enough ...

12/5/2018

If you find yourself on Highway 60, anywhere close to Miami, Arizona, do yourself a favor, and go by "Joe’s Ribs". A family friend of ours “Joe Miller” owns the restaurant, so we decided to stop by for a visit since we were passing through that part of the country. We were certainly not disappointed; Adriene ordered the “Rib Platter”, and I ordered the “Brisket Platter”; yes, our fingers were in each others plates very quickly. I’ll use the KFC slogan on this one; those BBQ platters were “Finger Lickin’ Good"

We decided to stay in Miami, AZ for the day, and evening, so we ended up going back to the restaurant a second time to spend a little more time with Joe, and his beautiful family that works along side of him. While there the second time, a customer came in; he goes by the name “Ponch”. As Ponch was waiting for his order, he moved to another area of the restaurant so that he could watch the sports channel on the TV; it was then, that I struck up a conversation with him. Our conversation started as we talked about the military; as we were were both veterans, but it quickly turned to me sharing some "Good News" with him. Ponch’s order came, but he continued to listen and talk. A seed had been planted, and had begun to fester in him.

When Ponch finished, and paid for his meal, he headed outside to his truck; there were windows on the front of the restaurant, so I could see him. He then came back in the restaurant to get me, and asked me to come outside with him; he wanted to show me a bumper sticker that he had on his truck; It said “Jesus Is Enough”. I commended him on the sticker, and asked him “Jesus is enough for what?”. That is when Ponch lit up a cigarette and shared with me about how he used to be an “Altar Boy” as a child, and was baptized. He also shared about how his mom would invite the Priest over for dinner. I then asked him about his personal relationship with Christ, and that is where his story ended. I shared with him the importance of having a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, and the difference between “religion”, and “relationship”; Ponch threw down his cigarette; that is when I shared the plan of salvation with Ponch, and he prayed with me, and accepted Jesus as Lord and Savior of his life.

We were out on the sidewalk in front of “Joe’s Ribs”; we had to move out of the way as I hugged Ponch, and welcomed him to the family of God. There were more customers coming in, so we moved to the side. Ponch thanked me for our time together, and introducing him to Jesus. I gave him one of our ministry cards; he jumped in His truck, and off he went.

I thank God for preparing a way for my encounter with Ponch, and preparing his heart to receive His Word. Welcome to the family Ponch.

And There We Built An Altar … (Miami, Arizona)

The Author

Blessings Everyone ... I'm Robert Allen, and my wife is Adriene Allen; we are the Founders of Altar To Altar Ministries, and we love to travel and share our travels with others. Join us on our journey, it's going to be a great ride.

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