It’s a gorgeous, fall morning, and we parked overnight in Litchfield, Illinois. I went to bed last night about 9:30, and I knew at 11 something we were still moving along. Then, it was interesting to wake up this morning and wonder where we were. I found out we stopped about 1 a.m. John drove a number of hours, so that was a blessing for Dad.
We’ll be moving on momentarily.
Resting in Jesus,
“The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord:
and he delighteth in his way.”