From the time Mark entered Door County, he has been staying with a couple from my church, John and Georgene Mann. They let him park the RV in front of their milking barn. They didn’t have the right kind of hookups for him, but between his generator and his propane tank, he managed.
This last week I was at my Dad’s house and he kept me so busy I didn’t write much. Mark and I have both had a chance to accumulate some pictures. I’ll start with his first:
This has to be quick because I need to get to bed, but I talked with Mark this evening and he is in Sturgeon Bay. He’s hooked up to the milk house of a couple from my church there in Sturgeon Bay who invited him to stay on their property for a couple weeks. He says they have horses, goats, and chickens, and the cats are fascinated! He sent me a picture with a joyous message: Continue reading
It was a dark and stormy night when I reached Mark… for him, not me. He was still driving and he was near Lake Michigan after having crossed two and a half states. Every so often he’d say, “Wow!” and I’d know there had been another massive lightning strike like you only get in the Midwest. Continue reading
Yesterday, Mark took his final exam and he passed! He is now a certified RV technician. Thank you for all your prayers for him. Continue reading
Last fall, I wrote about how God opened the treasure houses of heaven and showered Mark and me with more blessings than we could have ever imagined. Money was coming from multiple sources in unexpected ways. But it wasn’t just monetary blessing. I’ve been waiting for months to write about what God is doing for us… Continue reading
After four years of moving around, we have finally learned that we need to make our first day a shorter drive than any of the others. This is because there is always more to do to get going than we anticipate, and because we stop on our way to load up with paper plates, plastic ware and easy food for the trip. We have to put everything on our counters (both bathroom and kitchen) into the sinks so it won’t fall on the floor while we are on the road. Thus, the need for paper plates! Continue reading
Today all the campers were supposed to be out of here by noon. Mark and I needed to gather up any of the liquids we worked with that might freeze and put them in the heated garage. We also needed to do one last wipe-down, not a full cleaning, so that the bathrooms would be okay for the winter. Around 3:00 a couple people came in while we were working. Other than them, the campground was almost like a ghost town. Basically only the staff was here. Continue reading
We went to my church, Community Friends Church, yesterday. In the “programmed” Friends meetings, there is a time for open worship. This is a designated five or ten minute period of silence where people can talk about what God is doing in their lives, ask for prayer, read a passage of scripture, sing, or whatever they feel moved by the Spirit to do. So I shared about coming to the point of thanking God that we won’t be able to come back to Wagon Trail Campground next year and that my life is in upheaval and I don’t know what He’s doing, but deciding to trust Him. Continue reading
Just before I left Portland, I had some time to spend with my dad. One of the questions he asked me is why I love Door County so much. Here’s why… Continue reading