Yesterday morning, Pastor Adam came and prayed with us before we left. We’re making our trip north for spring; this is the first year I’ve been sad to leave Arizona. In past years, I have been working at Block Advisors, and by now, I would be a nervous wreck with tics and heavy sighs. This winter, I felt like I found my calling, and, as much as I enjoy my job at the Noble House, I don’t feel as fulfilled in Wisconsin as I have this winter.
Continue readingI went to church this morning and asked for prayer for Mark’s last day on the road. All afternoon, Tucson seemed kind of antsy, like she knew he was supposed to be arriving today. Both of us were listening every time we heard a motorcycle. Finally, this evening after 5:30 we were outside waiting for what we knew had to come at any time, and we were rewarded with the sound of a motorcycle turning into the church parking lot. When Mark rounded the corner of the church, I squealed and skipped over to him with my arms open wide! Tucson ran to him too, but I beat her there!
Continue readingLast night, we parked behind Cracker Barrel, so this morning, Mark was eager for me to get up so we could go in and get breakfast.
Continue readingStay tuned until the end for the surprise I promised last night!
Continue readingI spent nearly an hour beforehand trying to find a place for us to stop for the night. We crossed into Missouri and I missed the state border sign. I was still fretting and stewing online when Mark happened to see a Cracker Barrel restaurant along the edge of the highway. He had heard that they allow overnight camping, so we pulled in and found they have designated parking spaces for RVs and buses behind their restaurant. We asked and they don’t have any particular restrictions. We got parked and went in to have a nice dinner. Mark says we may go in for breakfast too!
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