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A Tree, A River, and the Word…


““Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, And whose hope is the Lord. For he shall be like a tree planted by the waters, Which spreads out its roots by the river, And will not fear when heat comes; But its leaf will be green, And will not be anxious in the year of drought, Nor will cease from yielding fruit.”-Jeremiah 17:7-8

There are the long spells of time when all is well with my soul, and nothing seems to cause me to take pause. But then out of the blue, it’s as if I’ve been woken up from a long sleep, and suddenly there’s the sinking feeling that there is a looming appointment that’s been forgotten; panic and dread begin to well up inside like a cauldron of hopelessness. These anxious moments are my days and nights lately. Like a lone survivor of a shipwreck looking for the matches to light the signal fire, I scramble to find comfort in the Word. The Bible is closer now than ever before and the scriptures more significant. When those days of fighting between despair and trust come to a close, the trails near our new home have become my bastion of solitude.

There is a peacefulness to the forest.

I can recall my youth, growing up amongst the cornfields of Indiana, looking out my window knowing there was another place that beckoned; a place where mountains and dark wooded vistas wrapped themselves around clear flowing brooks. Back then I didn’t understand or know why I felt the calling. All I could see then was a sea of green cornstalks, occasionally broken by a tree line. The flatness was so apparent it now takes my breath away just to think of it. Sullenly, on my last visit for my father’s funeral, my heart ached as I watched the gray, dormant land pass by the windows of the car. There was an endless feeling of loss that panged me then, but it came not just from the loved one dying, but more than that, it was from knowing that I had spent a childhood amongst this. Part of me had known death before it was ever realized. A vast somber landscape that forces one to search for hope, and escape, any way you can to be saved from something so overpoweringly sad that it makes you wonder how you ever survived to this day. In that place, the most insignificant speck of color became the focus; your pleasure was measured by simple things. To that extent, you are made aware of beauty when it is placed before you, and you soaked it in like one drinking from the well for the first time.

From the somber landscape of Indiana to the mountains here in North Carolina, my life has been a journey I could have never imagined. This is my world now; beauty like Eden, so precious and stirring you cannot help to be moved. Yet, like the bends in the river, my life has taken a turn that we never expected once again.

We could dwell on the why, the how, or the what of it all. But like Lott and his family, the angels told them not to look back lest they become pillars of salt. So we force ourselves to go onward, measuring our steps ever so painfully. Again, reaching for the Word can provide comfort when there is none, allowing for the eyes to look up and see the world around instead of looking down and pondering our fate.

Making scripture come alive was something I had found so pleasing in this past year. So with that in mind, I sought the tree mentioned in Jeremiah, the one that stands beside the stream. My strength comes from Him, like the living water through which the tree survives even in the hardest times. Back to the forest and trails that have become my comforter, I returned once more.

On the days when nobody at home wants to go with me, I then seek out my friend and hiking buddy next door, Leroy. Like a child again, I wander up to the door of his house seeking out my brother in Christ. I knock and jokingly greet his wife Annette with, “Can Leroy come out to play?”

“Sure, ‘c’mon in and I’ll get them,” she replies with that big wide Texas grin as she swings the door open. “Yes, he can come out to play,” she laughs.

With a sheepish grin, he emerges around the corner grabbing his walking staff and hat, “Where too,” he quips?

“Wherever the good Lord takes us,” I smile in reply. “Today we have to hurry, I want to catch the river before the light is gone,” I say pointing to my sketchbook in hand. “I’ve got a tree in mind that matches scripture that has been on my mind a lot lately.”

“Great, let’s get going then,” he responds, and with that, we were off to the nearest trailhead as we wave goodbye to Annette.

As our feet find the path below, we quickly jump into the day’s events and happenings. Before we know it, we’re standing on the banks as the golden light of the sunset begins to paint the river a copper glow, as Leroy described it. The trees are standing firm overhead as the shadows start to overwhelm the forest beyond. Over and over again, the scripture from Jeremiah had been resurfacing in my mind as my recent job loss has created a turmoil in my life like never before.

As we scanned the scene before us, we both saw it at the same time and realized, there it is; the one that spreads its roots out by the river, the one that will not fear when the heat comes, the one whose leaves will remain green and not be anxious when the dry weather comes.

Two artists standing in admiration of God’s beauty, and knowing His word was with us, makes me even now feel blessed in so many ways. The Lord puts us in places with people for reasons we cannot fathom or understand. We are asked only to do His will and obey. When we do, we will be rewarded with innumerable sanctifications.

In awe and silence, I quickly sketched and captured as much of the image as possible before the light of day was gone. Leroy and I had shared once more the feeling of the Holy Spirit coming alive as the Word became truth before our eyes. We shall not be anxious in times of drought, for we will find sustenance in Him, and we will continue to be fruitful in all that we do.

Another walk, another trail, and the journey continues.

These are the Words of the Lord. Thanks be to God.

I will lift up my eyes to the hills— From whence comes my help? My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth.”-Psalm 121:1-2


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Saying Goodbye…

This is what the Lord says: “Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls….” – Jeremiah 6:1620160228_154502~2

If you haven’t heard by now, I was released from the Trail of Faith this past week. They said that the board had decided to take a different direction for the Trail and as a result, eliminated the Director position

My heart sank.

Selling the farm, the animals, the constant moving for the past year, first from the farm to Valdese and then from the storage to the temporary house, then from the temporary house into the new house; a year of moving that has yet to be completed.

We had yet to settle down when the news came.

Standing at another crossroads in my life, I can choose to look back, or I can choose to look forward, the choice is mine. I can turn to my left or right, but in whatever decision I make, there is one thing that must remain constant, one thing that I must not forget; the very reason for where I am at today; my faith in our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

Had we known then what we know now would have made the same choice to take that leap of faith? Would we have sold everything to follow the calling? Should we have asked those who had dealt with the Trail what their track record was for turnover? We can look back and ask those questions which seem obvious in answer, but the truth is, when we are compelled to answer the call, it matters little what the outcome of our journey becomes. More importantly, our eyes should be fixed on the ultimate goal, the heavenly victory.

Does it hurt?

Of course, it does; yet if we think of it as a stepping stone; just another piece of the puzzle in God’s big plan, then the reward that awaits behind the door that has yet to be revealed will be far greater than the one that just closed. Our most significant triumphs have yet to be revealed as we continue to follow the path He has chosen for us.

Yet the pain continues. What bothers me most is not the hurt inside, but rather, the pain is for all those that I had shared my testimony with; those that I had truly divulged my heart and soul, assuring them that when they visited the Trail, they would indeed be blessed as we would share the Word of God with them through the story of the people of the valleys. Now, in the midst of this painful loss, I will not be able to guarantee their receiving what I had so fervently promised. Many will only receive the same old history lesson as before, while a few might get lucky and get one of our more passionate guides, like brother Barry. Yet, I know in his mind he might be missing me as much as I will be missing him in my absence. We had become brothers in arms, so to speak. Barry and many more have been hurt by the decision, but like true Christian soldiers, we all will carry on one way or another.

What I will miss most is hard to say.

There were countless moments of the Holy Spirit coming down upon us at any point in a tour. There were the prayers over those in need, those hurting and wanting healing, and many other inspirational stories that continued flowing like a beautiful, sweet river of love from our Heavenly Father. Gone will be those moments when you saw the look in the eyes of your guest as they understood the sacrifices of those gone before and how God had sent them to hear the story for the first time. Many would go away with a greater appreciation for the Word, and that was my greatest wish of all; that each person regardless of denomination, background or heritage, would leave the Trail knowing that “The Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we beheld His glory…”

As much as I wanted to call it my mission, God obviously has other ideas. To Him, this was just part of the plan for which I was called.

My journey has just begun.

Once more I find myself on my knees praying for peace, wisdom, guidance and strength.

Where will I be in a month from now; Heavenly only knows?

As the Bible tells us, when God closes a door, He has another one opened and waiting for us. Our job is to find that door and walk through it. I’ve been given one month’s severance pay; hopefully, time enough to figure where that other door awaits.

As brother Patrick told me this week with regard to the next door, “The greatest triumph is yet to come.”

Yes, the future is uncertain in human terms, but in Godly perspective, the best is yet to come.

In all I do, I will always continue to say, “Thanks be to God.”

For if it is God’s will, then it shall be done, and so here is a link to my resume in case you know of someone hiring….link to resume


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Resume for Timothy W. Tron

Timothy W. Tron    

5351 Oak Crest Ln.

Lenoir, NC. 28645

(919) 542-8401




University of Florida, Gainesville, Florida

School of Electrical Engineering

Bachelors of Science in Electrical Engineering, May 1993

Senior Design Project: 3D-Data Storage: Lightning Imaging Data Collection

Outstanding Undergraduate Research Project of the Year award, 1992

Programming/Protocol Languages

PHP, MySQL, C/C++, Protel, Pascal, Fortran, 8085, machine level, TCP/IP/UDP, HTML, H248,

SIP/SIPT, Q931, Excel, SNMP/MIB, ISDN and more.

Nortel, RTP, NC.

       Wireless GSM/GPRS/UMTS, ATCA, Typhoon, Internet Data training (e.g. TCP/IP, Voice over IP,…)

C/C++ classes, Nuera and many more telephony classes.

Northern Telecom/TASU, RTP, NC.

       Computer Certificate Program, Pascal, C++ and Computer applications relevant to DMS software.




Trail of Faith, Inc., 401 Church St., Valdese, North Carolina                                                                  August 2015 – August 2016

        Executive Director

Manage all aspects of the Trail including but not limited to:

  • Traveling to share the story with schools, churches, and seminaries
  • Bookkeeping and accounting, webmaster for website and all social media sites
  • Tour guide trainer, creator, and leader; speaking to groups about the history and promotion of the Trail
  • Writing and blogging to the public about the Trail
  • Landlord duties for rental units: including rent collections and maintenance upkeep
  • Upkeep and maintenance of all Trail exhibits
  • Coordinating tour groups and guides, planning and facilitating holiday events, i.e. Christmas Lights, Easter Sunrise Service, and the Fourth of July Festival
  • Handling all aspects of advertisement, creating flyers, mass mailing promotions, billboard, website, and etc…
  • Implementation of improvement to Trail exhibits including a working wood-fired oven and flowing fountain,
  • Research for historical purposes to promote the Trail and its origins.


GENBAND, Research Triangle Park, North Carolina                                                                                April 2013 – August 2015

Emergency Recovery Manager

  • Day-to-day responsibilities involve staffing, workload management of engineers, working issues, training, coaching, creating work objectives, contribution reviews, procedure creation and updates, and executive notifications. Professional certifications include ISO9000 and Kepner-Tregoe.


Nortel-GENBAND, Research Triangle Park, North Carolina

Emergency Recovery

     Duty Manager and Senior Wireline, Wireless Emergency Recovery Engineer                                2000 – April 2013

  • Duty Manager for local and remote staff.
  • Provide support as needed for GENBAND S3, C3,G9, DMS 100/500 Core, CS2ka, x and e,

VSE, Peripherals, USP, Passport 15/20k, Succession CS2k, CMT/IEMS, MG9k, and MG4k.

  • Provide support for tools used in the daily activities and functions of the Emergency Recovery department. This includes all web based applications and databases using MySQL/PHP, HTML, Javascript, Perl, Unix, Linux and other related languages.
  • Provide support as needed for DMS 100/500 Core, VSE, Peripherals, USP, Passport 15/20k,

Succession CS2k, CMT/IEMS, MG9k, MG4k, and Optical OC12/48 LH1600 and OM5200 products.


Nortel, Research Triangle Park, North Carolina

VoIP on XPM Project: Member of Scientific Staff (MSS)                                                                    1998 – 2000

ISDN Code Transfer: Project Manager and MSS: Designer                                                            

  • Provide complete code transfer to TSC India for support of Nortel’s ISDN BRI Layer 2
  • Provide sustaining support for EISP/EDCH and UP portions of Nortel’s ISDN BRI Layer 2.
  • Applied for a patent on new data design for Nortel to become a POTs to Data provider.


BNR, Research Triangle Park, North Carolina

1 Meg Modem Project and LCM Designer: Member of Scientific Staff: Design and Test            1994-1998

  • Provide SNMP design and testing for 1 Meg Modem project, including HPOV and SNMX coding.
  • Design new features and robustness into ILCM, RLCM, LCM, and LCME peripherals.
  • Provide services as a technical liaison between NTI Worldwide Customer Service regions and

BNR Peripheral Module Design and Development organization.


Northern Telecom Incorporated, Research Triangle Park, North Carolina                                        1991- 1992

Technical Assistance Services, ETAS Engineer


University of Florida, Gainesville, FL.                                                                                                        1990- 1993

Lighting Research Facility, Laboratory Technician

Summer Internship a NASA Kennedy Space Center, FL


USAF, Robbins AFB, Warner Robbins, GA

Sergeant: Team leader and shift supervisor, maintenance of KC135R tanker aircraft.                 1986-1990




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