Well, plans get made, and then they get broken. Such is life. Our van, which was truly a Gift From God (no lie) needs four new tires in order for us to make the cross-country trek to H-Town. That pretty much put the ki-bosh (if any of y'all reading this are spelling geniuses, feel free to correct that word!) on our trip. You should have seen it when we told the kids. Jason hated to have to tell them at all-they have been looking forward to this trip for awhile. He tells them, and they were very cool about it-no fits, no "whhhhyyyyyyyy????" Instead, they said stuff like, "Well, maybe we can go another time?" Sometimes (no, all the time) our kids are such a blessing. And, yes, we did take them out for ice cream that night.
We will instead go up to Fort Faith Camp on Thursday. We'll do some fishing, hiking, and outdoorsy type stuff. We'll try and get lost in the woods, set stuff on fire, get dirty, hunt for snakes, drink camp coffee, and it will be wonderful. God is good, and He knows what sort of break we need. I wonder if maybe He had Jason notice that tire situation so He could give him a quiet vaca in the woods, instead of an every-minute-we-must-be-running-to-visit-someone-we-have-not-seen-in-ten-forevers vacation that would be great, but not very restful.
It will be hard (real hard!) to wait until God provides the time and resources for us to visit our family and friends down South, but we will. I am getting to where these types of obstacles are almost fun, I find myself thinking, "Well, Lord, it's gonna be fun watching You work out this one!" And so, we will pray, work, and watch the Lord provide for our every need, as He has always, always done.
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