With only a few days to pack and make a temporary plan, we decided that Bruce should go alone at first and we would come visit. Being that we homeschooled our kids, it was actually gonna be an easy fit for us, life on the road.
Initially the journey entailed hotel expenses and lots of eating out. Hmmm.
We got the job because we needed money. These expenses cost a lot of money, but so did rigging up a wagon to go West. Our oxen was our “trusty” ole Ford F150, maroon two-tone, with one bench seat.
Well, when God clearly opens a door you may have to just go through squinting into the Son and blindly walk in the right direction, trusting he will provide.
The work was similar to what he was used to doing, welding in a food grade manufacturing plant on stainless steel pipes that connected tanks of product; like milk or icecream. The difference was going to be 21 days on, 5-7 days off. Thinking back, I’m not sure how we covered the expenses before we got our first check. I believe we borrowed money from his parents.
New adventure…lots of questions.
The plan, at max, was to last one year to be debt free, so we thought. The money was to be big and allow us to pay off our debts.
Then the questions started coming. Ok, what do we do as a family? Do we stay together or be separated? How does that look in real life? Apart means lots of tears, stress, and not working as a team. Should we let go of our rental house and put our belongings in storage? If so, then what happens on the days off? Where would we go “home” to?
Upon our very first visit to see Bruce in Harrisburg, VA, he gets an alarming call that his mother is in ICU with a ruptured appendix.
We loaded up and went home.
Timely answers
In the ICU waiting room, I see a pamphlet in the magazine rack titled, “Life on the Road.” Seriously?! God had some answers.
