We hit the road about 9 a.m. Prior to that, we had individual Bible time, exercise, and breakfast. Temple Baptist was extremely hospitable to our family, and we were greatly blessed for the couple of days we parked there.
On our way out, we stopped at two Flying Js. Why two? We filled up with diesel at the first one. However, we discovered it didn’t have an RV dump which we needed. No worries. The next one three miles down the interstate had one. So, we went there. A side benefit was we found postcards at the second one when the first one didn’t have any. We write postcards each week and send them back to our friends at the nursing home, along with a few other friends and relatives.
For quite a few hours, we wound along curvy, interstate roads past quaint towns, farmhouses, and scenic rivers. One thing I enjoyed was seeing the distinct signs of autumn, leaves changing colors across the hillsides.
Over the miles, we see some heart-warming things. Take, for example this situation. We had stopped briefly at a travel plaza, and we noticed in a truck next to us, what appeared to be a man in his 50’s, accompanied by an elderly woman perhaps in her late seventies or eighties. They got out of the truck and walked hand-in-hand toward the plaza. It appeared that this man had brought his mom trucking with him.Â How sweet!
Later in the afternoon, when the road had straightened out, we caught up with a rain system. We also hit an hour slow-down on I-470.
We needed to stop by a few stores to restock our food supply. Right before we got to Costco, a car pulled across in front of us on the interstate (from the left lane beside us to the stalled exit ramp to our right) and practically stopped, giving us the closest situation we’ve ever had to an accident. If Dad hadn’t put on his brake retarder earlier, we wouldn’t have had a chance of stopping. As it was, Dad hit the brakes as hard as he could. With tires squealing while we slid on the wet pavement, and the Lord’s hand upon us, we narrowly missed hitting the car. We praise the Lord for His protection!
We pulled into the parking lot of the location for this weekend’s conference about 9:15 last night. We are greatly anticipating the Lord Jesus doing a work this weekend and looking forward to meeting new families.
Serving the King of kings,
When we stopped at a Flying J, Mary processed bananas. We buy bunches, let them get ripe, and then freeze them to go in our smoothies.
We went through two tunnels.
Charleston, the capitol of West Virginia.
I was sitting in the co-pilot seat (aka Mom’s) for awhile and had my camera out.
Anna made us delicious cheesy potato soup in the crockpot.
“Because thou hast been my help,
therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.”