June 27 – “Miracle? Yep, it counts”

We headed out on our latest journey yesterday.  Interesting week so far.  Monday was a full day of work.  Had to make sure I got everything mostly done before we left.  The work stuff just never seems to do itself, you know?  Then came yesterday. 

Nathan brought Cailyn over fairly early in the morning.  Seems she was a bit excited.  She was going on a road trip with Nani and DadDad.  Well, it wasn’t exactly going to be a true weirdness road trip like we usually take.  We were actually going to check out a Texas-based Children’s Camp for possible future use by Seaside kids.  It just so happened that Josh’s Waco church was going to Children’s camp this week.  What better way than to infiltrate an existing camp?  So we enlisted Cailyn to be our spy in the ranks.  She doesn’t know she’s a spy though.  Her memories have been temporarily wiped and a new personality inserted into her brain.  There was no other way to get around the possible mind scanners that might possibly be in the employ of … Wait a minute.  That’s the plot of the last Star Trek: Deep Space Nine episode I watched the other day.  Let me back up a little.  So Cailyn is going to part of the camp (It started on Monday).  We are going to see how she likes it.  Enough said.

As it turned out the camp ground has a special cabin that they have set aside for free use by pastors who want to get away for a few days and try to relax.  We managed to get that reserved.  Not sure what it even looks like though.  We’ll see …

So why aren’t we there yet?  Well, we were invited to spend the night with Luke and AnnaGrace last night.  How do say “no” to a five-year-old and a not-yet-two year old who got left behind by their Dad and two older brothers (All of whom went to camp)?  Now we almost didn’t even make it this far.  Yep.  We had one of those near misses on the freeway.  Chris was driving and suddenly, with no warning, construction had closed one lane – the one we were in.  Chris slowed, then sped up, then slowed again, them came almost to a complete stop.  Why so erratic?  The 18-wheeler right next to us wouldn’t budge one way or the other.  We all sucked in our breath and made ourselves as skinny as possible until finally she was able to pop in right behind the big rig.  The car behind us wasn’t all that happy about our interloping ways, but we were all safe and could breathe again.  That’s one of those little God things, you know.  If I squinted just right – just hard enough - I could probably have seen the angel giving the truck a shove and holding back the car behind it long enough for us to get over.  Miracle?  Yep.  It counts.

Psalms 71:22 says, “I will praise you with the harp for your faithfulness, O my God; I will sing praise to you with the lyre, O Holy One of Israel.”

Father, thank you for your miraculous protection.  Forgive me for the times I fail to recognize it for what it is.  Amen.