In my last blog post I wrote about the sandwich miracle. God continues to amaze me with the small things He does for us. Believe it or not, this time He supplied eggs. God supplied us with another, out of nowhere blessing, that could only be from Him. He really seems to enjoy doing special things for my husband and me when we’re on the road.
We went to Woodward Reservoir in Oakdale this past weekend to enjoy a visit with our best friends. Seth and Jeannie moved from Hollister to Oakdale in 2002 and we don’t get together very often. In fact, we hadn’t seen each other in over two years. They have two Labs which love water. We have a koi pond and a pool that we’d rather they didn’t swim in, hence a lack of visits. Jeannie and I talk on the phone a lot but there’s nothing like sitting down for a nice visit with your best friend.
We were only going for two nights so there wasn’t a lot to pack, but once again, I managed to miss a very essential component. Last time it was the lunch meat and cheese and this time it was eggs. I didn’t tear myself up too badly because I figured we could eat cereal. Jeannie told me I should have mentioned the eggs and she would have brought some when they came to visit us twice at our campsite. “It’s not a big deal,” I told her. “We can have BLT’s for breakfast.” Breakfast is my favorite meal and I can eat just about anything in the morning. My husband prefers something more breakfast-like but he was willing to tough it out for one day.
I barbecued pork chops on Saturday night and we had a great dinner and a real nice time together. On Sunday we went to church with Jeannie and then we planned on having lunch back at the trailer. I snuck into the grocery store before church and grabbed a tri-tip just in case I could talk my pals into staying all day and having dinner with us. Don’t ask me why I didn’t grab any eggs while I was there. My mind is not what it used to be. At any rate, I couldn’t talk them into to staying because Seth had work to do. Then again, Seth always has work to do. I digress. We enjoyed a few hours together, and they were off.
Throughout the day Tommy and I both noticed a couple at the site two down from us that had been sitting at the table for hours despite being totally packed up. They had a trailer behind their car for a jet-ski and we assumed a family member was out on the lake and was taking their sweet time returning. With Seth and Jeannie gone we decided to stroll down to the water and be neighborly. As we were passing the couple I asked if they had someone out on the lake that they were waiting for. The nice lady, who we found out was named Felicia, informed us that they were waiting for AAA. We immediately struck up a conversation and asked if there was anything we could do to help.
Al and Felicia had a fluke accident when their camp stove caught on fire. Their keys were on the table next to it and their car key burned up . Sounds crazy I know. It just wasn’t these poor folks’ day. They talked to a local locksmith at 9:30 in the morning and he promised to come out and get a key made to their car. Felicia called back repeatedly when the locksmith didn’t arrive and was told every time that he would be coming. Five hours later he called and told them that he wouldn’t be able to make it. Talk about rude and irresponsible! They then called AAA. They had been waiting for them for three hours when we arrived at their site. They have to be two of the most laid back people I’ve ever met. I can tell you I would have been fit to be tied. We decided that between the four of us we could at least get the jet-ski out of the water and onto the trailer. While we were getting that done AAA arrived. The very nice driver asked Felicia if she could move her car, which was just a bit in the way of getting the other onto the truck. She got in it and the darn thing wouldn’t start. Like I said, they were having a really rough day. The nice guy from AAA jump-started her car before working on breaking into the other car and getting it on the tow truck. He said he was having quite a long day also.
I got to thinking that these folks had to be starved. They had been in a holding pattern all day waiting for help that didn’t come and their camp stove had burnt up. “Would you folks like a sandwich?” I asked. “I cooked a big tri-tip and our friends didn’t stay for dinner.” Felicia was tickled pink, so I headed to the trailer to make sandwiches for her, Al, and the AAA driver. I laughed to myself thinking about how great it was that God had arranged for me to pay-forward my sandwich miracle. Felicia showed up at our trailer with a dozen eggs in her hand and said, “Would you guys like some eggs? I kept them in the shade all day, but I don’t think they’ll survive the long trip home.” You could have knocked me over with a feather. I explained to her how I’d forgotten to bring eggs and filled her in on the whole sandwich tale from our previous trip. She and Al are believers. She knew exactly who had arranged for us to meet and be of assistance to each other. She kept shaking her head and saying, “God is so good.”
It gets even more amazing. The only thing I’d asked Jeannie to bring to add to our lunch was bread. My husband had purchased bread with nuts in it and I really don’t care for bread with nuts. Once I got to the trailer I realized that I could easily make a snack tray with crackers instead of making sandwiches. That way Jeannie wouldn’t need to go to the store. I had Tommy text Seth and tell them not to worry about bringing bread. However, they showed up the freshest, softest wheat bread I’ve had in a real long time. It was the extra bread that enabled me to make sandwiches for the stranded folks that have become our friends. Al and Felicia said that they will be coming from their home in Dublin to visit us in Hollister.
God is so amazing. He never stops blowing my mind. I can’t wait to go on our next trip to see what He has in store for us. I wonder what I’m going to forget the next time. What I do know is that He always supplies for our needs.
If you’d like to hear more about miracles, big and small, you can order my memoir Born Again in a Biker Bar from Amazon or Kindle in paperback or e-book. It’s also available through Kobo and i-books. Maybe we’ll run into each other at a campsite someday.