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‘Ello, Lieutenant Gov’na!

July 6, 2018

LINCOLN, NE – In the week prior to reaching Lincoln, the Central crew endured 100-degree weather with full sun and high humidity (that probably all came from the eight bajillion cornfields we walked by, let’s be honest lol), stayed at host families all week thanks to our great and faithful walk leader’s connections, one of our locations being St. Gregory the Great Seminary in Seward. I personally enjoyed the state of Nebraska immensely, and if I didn’t love my home state of Michigan so much, I’d move to Lincoln just for the diocese and so I could attend Mass at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln Newman Center church. Oh yeah, and so I could see Sarah and Micah, too, whatever. (jk love you guys)


The room where the luncheon happened (while it was still pristine lol)

The biggest highlight of this past stop in Lincoln was the pro-life luncheon at the governor’s mansion, graciously hosted by Lt. Governor Mike Foley since Governor Ricketts was out of town. It was amazing to meet and listen to actual political leaders who are actively championing efforts in the legislature for the pro-life movement. I think there were six or seven senators there who all said a few words as we enjoyed our Raising Cane’s. That is some good chicken, guys, seriously.

I didn’t see them when I and a few other walkers arrived, but there were a few protesters outside the mansion, all of them wearing black. One of the senators’ talks really stood out to me, from Sen. John Lowe of Kearney. He spoke about how he noticed that we all wore white (our Mass shirts), and, being a fan of Western movies, compared us to the “good guys” in those movies as opposed to the “bad guys”, who always wore black. He told us to always remember that “the good guys wear white”, and encouraged us to keep fighting the good fight. Not only do the good guys wear white on Crossroads, but they wear neon yellow, too!

After all of the talks, the walkers scattered and chatted with other people who attended the luncheon. I personally talked to a woman with her daughter whom I had met at North American Martyrs parish after Saturday evening Mass. The daughter, named Jacie, was excited to see me again and asked me lots of questions about how the walk worked, concerned about whether we got enough sleep each night, among other things (what a darling lol). What I found to be especially interesting about her, though, was how outspoken she was for a kid who’s going into second grade this fall. Jacie is already involved in the pro-life movement, and is trying to get a race around the Nebraska Capitol off the ground for kids in foster care, and asked Lt. Governor Foley’s permission (in person, mind you—that’s brave) to do it. I didn’t hear his answer due to all the noise in the room, but I don’t know how anyone could say “no” to that face. That little girl is a saint in the making, let me tell ya.



Me and Jacie! She’s so cute!

The whole experience of Nebraska was pretty awesome, from our two Nebraskan walkers making a few of us honorary Nebraskans and Huskers fans—including me, GO BIG RED!—to being celebrated by high-ranking people in a state’s government. I can easily see Nebraska as being a future catalyst to bring an end to the reign of terror on the most vulnerable people in our country, and may God bless them and help them continue their efforts to promote the sanctity and dignity of all human life.

~Helen Zubalik, Central Walk ’18

Central Crew with Mike Foley

Not the highest quality photo (sorry guys), but here’s all of us with Mike Foley!


One Hail Mary

June 27, 2018


Matt and Tom with Deacon Joe at Blessed Sacrament Church in Lame Deer, MT.

Two of our pilgrims were walking along Route 212 toward Lame Deer, Montana. As they walked, they were praying the Rosary and a motorist pulled over to chat with them – little did they know, or suspect, this encounter was to be the first in a series of signal graces sent to them by Our Lady. The motorist happened to be a parent of a Crossroads alumni – she was headed to work in Lame Deer, MT. “When you get to Lame Deer, give Deacon Joe a visit,” she advised. As the lady pulled away, one walker said to the other, “Why didn’t you get her phone number? We don’t yet have a place to stay for tonight.” “That encounter was not a coincidence, that was providence, we just have to trust the Holy Spirit,” the other walker replied.

In Lame Deer, the two walkers visited with Deacon Joe at Blessed Sacrament Church, who generously offered housing for the group, in the parish hall, for the night. Some of the group, however, needed showers, so Deacon Joe recommended St. Labre Indian School in Ashland, MT (approx. 20 miles up the road). Before the walkers left, Deacon Joe asked, “Would you guys like some cinnamon rolls?” Deacon Joe then handed the walkers a big box of gigantic cinnamon rolls, which the walkers recognized were from Stella’s Kitchen & Bakery in Billings, MT – providentially, the same two walkers had been invited to Stella’s, by the owner herself, only a couple days before. The gigantic cinnamon rolls were instantly recognizable to the walkers. Deacon Joe was also excited to learn that one of the walkers was a fellow veteran pilgrim of the Camino in Spain, so Deacon Joe was eager to meet the walker and swap stories.

That afternoon, the day shift and evening shift swapped out (the walk groups are divided into a day shift and evening shift). The day shift still had not heard back from St. Labre, even though Deacon Joe had put in a few phone calls. Confident in God’s providence, however, the day shift decided to drive the RV ahead to Ashland, MT.

Meanwhile…at St. Labre Indian School in Ashland, MT, John Dyas, Director of Mission and Ministry, was sitting at his desk praying. John had just secured a grant to take a small group of students to a Steubenville Youth Conference. He was working frantically to finalize the plans before he had to travel out of town the next day. Feeling overwhelmed by the workload, John sent up a prayer for help. As he finished his prayer, John got a call from his secretary who informed him that a group called Crossroads was at the front desk looking for housing for the night. John was familiar with Crossroads, since he had hosted Northern walkers in years past. John ran out of his office to meet the walkers. Generously and graciously, John offered to house and feed the walkers. John Dyas was a great blessing for the group. Providentially, the Lord also wanted the group to bless John by answering his prayer for help. The group discerned – without knowing John’s prior prayer petition – that they should offer to help John in the office. John accepted the help and the group played a role in planning the trip to the Steubenville Youth Conference – what a blessing!

That night, John told the group his story about “One Hail Mary.” John recounted a time in Steubenville, OH when he visited a grotto of Our Lady with an offering of flowers and prayed one Hail Mary. Afterwards, John ran into a woman that told him that Mother Mary wanted to thank him and to remind him to turn to Her in all his needs.

The story and the day’s events were a reminder to the group of God’s providence and the power of Our Lady’s intercession. One of the promises given to those that faithfully pray the Rosary is receiving signal graces – signal graces were given in abundance that day. Moreover, it was a call to the group to continue asking Our Lady’s intercession to the end the Culture of Death. We were reminded that the Rosary is the weapon we are to wield to defeat the enemy and to defend the lives of the unborn. This is not just pious sentiment. Throughout the centuries, various popes, saints, and holy men and women of God have exhorted us on the power of the Rosary. Here is just a small compilation of quotes to consider:

“Give me an army saying the Rosary and I will conquer the world.” – Pope Bl. Pius IX

“The Rosary is a powerful weapon to put the demons to flight…If you desire peace in your hearts, in your homes, and in your country, assemble each evening to recite the Rosary. Let not even one day pass without saying it, no matter how burdened you may be with many cares and labors.” – Pope Pius XI

“The greatest method of praying is to pray the Rosary.” – St. Francis de Sales

“The rosary is the scourge of the devil.” – Pope Adrian VI

“If there were one million families praying the Rosary every day, the entire world would be saved.” – Pope St. Pius X

“The Rosary is the most excellent form of prayer and the most efficacious means of attaining eternal life. It is the remedy for all our evils, the root of all our blessings. There is no more excellent way of praying.” – Pope Leo XIII

“The Most Holy Virgin in these last times in which we live has given a new efficacy to the recitation of the rosary to such an extent that there is no problem, no matter how difficult it is, whether temporal or above all spiritual, in the personal life of each one of us, of our families…that cannot be solved by the Rosary. There is no problem, I tell you, no matter how difficult it is, that we cannot resolve by the prayer of the Holy Rosary.” – Sr. Lucia dos Santos (Fatima seer)

“Some people are so foolish that they think they can go through life without the help of the Blessed Mother. Love the Madonna and pray the rosary, for her rosary is the weapon against the evils of the world today. All graces given by God pass through the Blessed Mother.”– St. Padre Pio

“One day, through the Rosary and the Scapular, Our Lady will save the world.” – St. Dominic

Brothers and Sisters in Christ, let us heed the call and take up our arms. Let us pray the Rosary everyday for an end of the Culture of Death. Let us never forget the power of one Hail Mary. We will leave you with one last story to ponder about the power of just one Hail Mary:

It so happened to a protestant woman that one of her sons fell dangerously ill and the doctors gave up hope of recovery. Her brother then approached her and spoke to her affectionately, saying: ‘My dear sister, you naturally wish to have your child cured. Very well, then, do what I ask you to do. Follow me, let us pray one ‘Hail Mary’ and promise God that, if your son recovers his health, you would seriously study the Catholic doctrine, and should you come to the conclusion that Catholicism is the only true religion, you would embrace it no matter what the sacrifices may be.’

His sister was somewhat reluctant at the beginning but as she wished for her son’s recovery. She accepted her brother’s proposal and recited the ‘Hail Mary’ together with him. The next day her son was completely cured! The mother fulfilled her promise and she studied the Catholic doctrine. After long preparation she received Baptism together with her family, thanking her brother for being an apostle to her.

May the Lord bless you all on your earthly pilgrimage!

The 2018 Northern Crossroads Team


Steps for Those Who Can’t

June 13, 2018

“That’s a big vehicle…” Yup, your girl became an official RV driver! It’s amazing how quickly your mindset changes from being hesitant of passing cars to “watch out, I’m bigger than you”. Walking into the desert was nothing short of incredible. With each step, the Oasis of West California slowly fades away, the greenery ever so gradually turning into a sea of dust and brown. Yet, it carried its own kind of beauty. It’s quiet for sure, but there’s something more to it as well. For being so dry and deserted, it wasn’t all brutle and unmerciful, but actually gentle in a way. Maybe it was the heat getting to me, but the desert seems to speak to you, reminding you that while you might feel distant and dry in spirit, it’s an opportunity to embrace.  He wants us to attain our greatest happiness that comes from resting in Him, but often we are led away by the complacency of our comfortable living that leaves room for us to believe we are satisfied and we don’t need God. So arriving in the desert, God has gracefully removed the distractions and bustling of your every day routines and comforts to provide you with a quiet and dry place to come back to Him, who alone can quench the thirst of our souls. The desert seems to encourage and push you forward in this journey to the well, especially when encountering different sacrifices of discomfort like heat, exhaustion, and even discouragement. These sacrifices lead us to greater dependence on God and his love. Like those hills… The desert sure surprised me with those hills. There was a day when myself and my teammate, Nick, walked a five-mile stretch and as we neared that looming hill at the end, we hoped the van was waiting at one of the three parking lots left before the hill. I can tell you that it wasn’t before the hill… Yes it was exhausting, but it was worth the extra steps for the precious feet who can’t take them. Maybe your feet hurt, but they are hurting for the men and women who are experiencing the pain of post-abortion trauma. These steps of sacrifice are what Jesus took for us too as he carried his cross up Calvary. And He is asking us to carry our crosses as well out of love for him and others. I was reminded of the importance of bearing these crosses when I was given a pin of precious feet from a woman at a parish that represented the footprints of a 10 week old baby in the womb. I wear it every day now to remind me that each step up the hill will be another step for those who can’t.

– Dee 2018 Southern Walk

Micah & the Sand Angels

June 9, 2018

So last Thursday, May 31st, the morning shift stopped walking right by a small attraction on Highway 50 called Sand Mountain. It’s this huge sand dune out in the middle of the desert in Nevada, and it made a good landmark at which to have the afternoon shift pick up. We had to head back to Fallon for Mass, so we noted that we stopped at Sand Mountain so we could tell the others.

After Mass, our walk leader, Micah, said that he wanted to climb Sand Mountain and asked us if we also wanted to. We agreed to go back there on our way to the RV park. Upon arriving at the recreation area, we were met with a paved road that had a bajillion dips in it for speed bumps, of which Micah was not a fan. The pavement ended after the registration booth (which was closed) and was pure dirt covered with a layer of sand. A good amount of the dirt was hard enough to drive the RV on, but Micah thought it’d be a good idea to drive toward the right side of the sandy road, where it was softer.

“No, Micah, that’s sand,” I warned him. “We’ll get stuck.”

“Ahh yeah, you’re right,” he replied. “That’s probably not a good idea.” And he kept on the harder sand.

Fast-forward a minute later and we’re going to park the RV. Now, there were other people camped out there, and we figured, okay, these people look like they’re a bit sketchy. We should go park over here. However, what Micah didn’t realize was that he was going to park the RV in much softer sand than what was on that one side of the road coming in. He thought it was similar to the hard stuff and figured, hey, this is good enough to park in.

Well, boy was he wrong!

It felt like the RV was riding a wave of sand as we slid and bucked to a stop in front of the mountain. Micah was basically like, “Pssshhhhtt, this is fine, I can get us out of here.” He proceeded to attempt to drive the RV forward, but nothing happened. Then he tried that in reverse, but all we heard was the spinning of the tires. Then things got real.

Upon getting out and surveying the situation, we found that the wheels were half-buried in the sand, and any attempt at getting out would be futile. We got out the pads that the guys use in the tents and wedged them under the tires, then Micah floored it in reverse. Nothing. He tried again, and the RV didn’t budge. This was our only option of escape, so Cliff called for a tow truck. While he was on the phone, two guys from the camp walked over and asked us if we needed to be pulled out. We, of course, responded with a fervent “YES”, and one of them pulled around with a massive beast of a pickup truck, which they hooked up to the back bumpers of the RV.

“All right,” one of the dudes said to Micah. “when I say ‘go’, I want you to floor it in reverse, okay?”

“All righty!” said Micah.

“Just don’t hit my buddy’s truck, he’ll kill you, ha ha!”

The truck powered forward, Micah pounded the gas, and the pickup pulled the RV out like it was a toy. We laid the gratitude on thick, but the most interesting thing happened after they’d helped us. They asked us what we were doing, we told them, and then they asked us if they could have some of our walking shirts. So we gave them a few, and they put them on immediately.

We got a picture with these people, whom we named our “Sand Angels”.



Me, Sarah, Alex, and the Sand Angels

Beauty Will Save the World

June 8, 2018

Crossroads Washington

Hello from the Northern Crossroads Team!

We are currently in Montana. We are overwhelmed by the beauty we have witnessed thus far: from mountains, to gorges, to desert terrain. We have even had the privilege of experiencing snow and hail in late May!

As we encounter the beauty of nature around us, we are reminded of St. Pope John Paul’s “Letter to Artists,” where he quotes Dostoevsky’s famous line, “beauty will save the world.” We have experienced beauty in many forms: from joining faithful pro-life prayer warriors at the abortion mills, to being showered with amazing hospitality from host families (like the families in Seattle and Spokane), to witnessing the generosity of parishioners who have been quick to offer encouragement, prayers, and financial support. These small acts of love have moved our hearts, which is what beauty does – it moves the heart and inflames it with hope and gratitude.

At the heart of our pilgrimage is prayer and sacrifice. Our day starts with Mass and morning prayer. As we walk, we pray the rosary and other devotions. We offer up our blisters, sore muscles, and tiredness so that God can transform them into redemptive acts of love, on behalf of our nation and world. Even small inconveniences like: following the wrong route, getting up early, bearing the day’s heat/the night’s cold, and even accidentally spraying ourselves with bear mace (thank you our fearless walk leader!) become an occasion for meriting grace and mercy for a culture that desperately needs it.

In Missoula, Montana our group was given a vision and message that we would like to share with our brothers and sisters on the Central and Southern walks, and all who join us in solidarity with their prayers and support (as the message and vision, we believe, is meant for you as well).

A vision outside the Missoula, MT abortion clinic:

The Church triumphant, all the angels and saints, were praying with our Crossroads team, the Church militant.

A message from our Lord:

“My dearest children,

It pleases me that you have decided to make this pilgrimage to defend life. I send you many blessings and graces to help you along your journey. I have called each of you and chosen each of you for this mission. It was I who arranged it and it is not of your own accord.

Your mission is simple: Be my hands and feet to a world that aches for My mercy – and how I long to give it to them! This world has forgotten Me and My face – please do not forget Me also my chosen children.

Why did I bring such an assortment of people together? To be a people of prayer.

Can you fathom the power of prayer? Do you not know that where two or more of my faithful are gathered in My name, there I am in their midst as a living Tabernacle. I bring with Me the entire Church, My Body, with the whole treasury of My graces. If only you could comprehend this mystery. The power of prayer shakes the heart of the Father and the gates of hell tremble at its power. You of little faith, if only you knew the power of prayer – you would pray all the more fervently, with greater care and constancy! Just like the cries of a child in distress pierces the heart of a mother – how all the more do the cries of my children, crying out from the distress of sin, pierce the heart of the Father.

Become a people of prayer and you shall merit more graces for your fallen world than you can possibly imagine! Do you think this is impossible for Me on account of your lack of virtue, your failures, or your youth? You of little faith, stop looking to yourself! Of yourself you are not capable of even the smallest act of virtue – you can do nothing worthy of Heaven. Apart from Me you can do nothing!

O prideful humanity – do you not understand that greatness lies in being a simple, humble beggar in My presence! This is the key to Heaven and how you win grace and mercy for your hurting world. So, I tell you again, your mission is to be a people of prayer!

I have called each of you by name. Each of you brings different talents and are a unique expression of My love. Therefore, serve one another. Build each other up in prayer and charity. Avoid gossip and harsh words, for you cannot witness to life if you murder your brothers and sisters with your tongue. It is My will for you to help each other on the path of holiness, which is why I exhort you to prayer and charity.

If only you knew of My love for you! Do you not understand that I wish to use you for the conversion of the entire world! Do not squander the opportunity before you. You are members of My Church, My Body, and it is uniquely your blessing and calling to bring the entire Church, militant and triumphant, to every place you travel and to every person you meet. Can you comprehend the greatness of this grace? Not even the prophets and fathers of the Old Covenant were given this grace.

Open your eyes to the opportunity set before you. The foundation of your pilgrimage is the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass and prayer – especially the prayer of the Rosary!

Do you comprehend the power of the Rosary? I have endowed it with unimaginable power! At the heart, the Rosary is a meditation on My life, death, and resurrection (My victory over death). Through the Rosary, in a mystical union, your holy Mother makes you present with Me during the events of My life, passion, and resurrection. Just as you are transported to Calvary at every Mass, likewise your Holy Mother transports you to the events you meditate on, as one actually present, as a participant. This is a great mystery!

What is more – your Holy Mother prays with you when you pray the Rosary. No creature in Heaven or on earth can fathom the intercessory power with which I have endowed My Holy Mother. You have an inkling on earth of the bond between mother and child. Even amongst the animals it is known of a mother bear’s ferocity in protecting her young. How much more is it so with your Holy Mother! All of hell trembles at the ferocity with which your Holy mother protects and defends Her children. I tell you that no child that has lovingly persevered in taking refuge in their Most Merciful Mother has ever been lost to the powers of hell! Even at the mention of Mary’s name does all of hell tremble in fear! Therefore, it is wise to take shelter in your Holy Mother! Continually call upon you Holy Mother for intercession. Through Her Immaculate Heart I was triumphant on the Cross. It is through Her Immaculate Heart that I will triumph over the hearts of men. Pray the Rosary daily – you will do well to meditate on all the mysteries (20 in all) as time and duty permits.

Know my children that through the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass and the Rosary you have been given the choicest weapons to defeat the culture of death and the powers of hell! Do not lay down your weapons. Do not neglect your weapons.

I love you my dear children! I go before you, I walk with you, and I sustain you. Become a people of prayer – that is My Holy Will for all of you during this pilgrimage.

Do not be afraid!”

Small acts of love – the beauty that will save the world!

In the words of one northern walker, “Let’s do this!”

Your Brothers and Sisters in Christ,

The Northern Crossroads Team

America the Beautiful

July 3, 2017

While you walk, you can spend a lot of time with a single person, and you get to talking about some pretty fascinating things. Once I started talking with a fellow walker about the meaning and definition of beauty. We tend to think of beauty as something that is visually pleasing, but we realized that beauty is that which draws our mind to God or draws us closer to God, because everything of God is beautiful. Pope Emeritus Benedict defines real beauty as “the Truth itself”, and God is all truth. In light of this, I’d like to share with you some of the beautiful things we have experienced thus far while walking across the country.

There’s more than one way that beauty can manifest itself. Some of these things are beautiful to see or hear, and others are acts of kindness or even events or times in which we find ourselves close to God. All of them made us praise God for His loveliness and brought us closer to Him and his beauty in their own way.

-The grace given to us through daily Mass and through the prayers of others

-The humility we experience as others entrust us, of all people, with their prayer intentions

-The sound and sight of wind through the fields we pass by

-Two butterflies flying around each other in front us of while we walked early one morning

-Far away from cities and lights, the innumerable stars like diamond dust scattered onto the navy blue sky

-My team members. They’re inspiring and fabulous ❤

-The hymns we sing together sometimes before morning and evening prayer

-The sunrise and cool air in the middle of June as we offer it up for the babies

-The occasional bad pun we see on billboards for local businesses

-The families and hosts who give all of themselves and what they have to give us a home for the weekend

-A trio of gourds in a store window that were painted to look like swans

-The vivid pink and orange masterpiece of a Nebraska sunset, followed by throngs of fireflies in the warm air and fireworks on the horizon

-Shards of the morning sky reflected in the rainwater collected in rumble strips on the roadside

-Praying with the local community at daily Mass

-A bed at the end of a long day


-The daisy we got for the RV to brighten it up, and the walking shirt we made for this plant so that it could be a part of our team

-Singing loudly before and after we walk to motivate us and to celebrate

-The acts of service within our group. For example, when someone gets up and joyfully washes the dishes after meals, or when we make each other drink water, and when we choose to spend time with each other even when we really want to take a nap.

-The car window between us and a swarm of mosquitos

-When our local Australian touched snow for the first time

-The Coloradan cliffs and mountains

-The many inside jokes that are a definite sign of the familial nature of this group

-The suit and eyepatch we made for a Happy Meal toy. There was no reason not to, so we did

-The pains and inconveniences we are blessed with every day that we give to God in love

-The afternoon full moon over a lonely highway through the Nevada desert

-A giant American flag flapping majestically on a cool breezy day

-The car honks and even the occasional train honks that initially startle us but give us a boost for walking

-The view of the California Bay Area from atop Mt. Tamalpais

-The sound of eggs being whisked for omelettes

-Our team banding together each day to pray for others, and the knowledge and trust that others are praying for us

-The small but infinitely kind things that strangers do for us. Just one example, and one that meant a lot to me was when I tripped and bashed my knee while going up church steps, right in front of a couple going inside for Mass. The lady did not hesitate to offer me a Band Aid and make sure I was ok.

God is so good to us and he gives us so many beautiful things that make us happy to be alive every day.


Central Walk ’17

Loneliest Road in America (Nevada)

June 12, 2017

Greetings from the Central Walkers! Currently we are in Utah. This morning we left our host family’s home in Ogden, UT where we enjoyed wonderful hospitality and delicious meals. This past Saturday we went to the Cathedral of the Madeleine in Salt Lake City which is such a beautiful church and was much needed as Nevada was sparse when it came to daily Masses to attend. God has truly blessed us this past week.

Prior to Utah, we walked through the beautiful and peaceful state of Nevada. Walking along the “loneliest highway” in America (HWY 50) through the desert and mountains.  It was such a unique experience in many ways. Firstly, Nevada is full of wonderful people who were very supportive of our mission. The parishes what we attended were extremely generous! They provided us with donations (food/water and financial help) and shared stories with us. Recalling one in particular: we met one woman after Sunday Mass who told me that her two nieces had been saved because of the Crossroads Pro-Life walkers witness when they came through the area many years ago. Also, while out on the road during the week, there were, countless times that people stopped to check to see if we needed assistance. The police officers were awesome and looked out for us.  For instance when a wide load truck was coming through, the police came through first and warned us to stay far to the side of the road. There was also another time that we met one individual who was also biking across America. The gentlemanon the bike was doing it to raise awareness for health care. He even instagramed with us! While we were talking to this gentleman, a few cars stopped, creating a 3 car back up. The people in the cars asked us what we were doing and thought it was awesome once we explained the Crossroads mission.

Throughout the state of Nevada one could expect to see cows, wild horses, an occasional rattle snakes here and there.  The sagebush, which is Nevada’s state flower, can be seen everywhere you look, as well as numerous tumble weeds. The wide open spaces, which occurred a lot in Nevada (Fallon, Eureka, and Ely), reminded us that there is a God and even though we may have been walking on a road where there is not a lot of traffic, we always have an audience of ONE (God).  So a couple of us may have suffered through blisters this week, but God saw that we can be “walk stars” and the sacrifice will prevail always. God is in the boat always and HE will work through us no matter what. A few years ago a professor of mine told me, “When the day is over and you have done your best….wait the results in peace.” Let’s remember that with each little step, the positive results will triumph.