It was good to be back home, despite the good time we had in South Dakota.
One of the biggest blessings was that Jonathan and I could sleep in our own bed. The camper bed we had slept in while in SD was quite firm and it was difficult to get to sleep, so we don't want to take even our bed for granted!
Carrie and Rose had come home three days earlier and the house was so neat and clean.
Sourdough bread was rising on the counter.
And good well water was in our spigot! I'm so grateful!
Before the girls left South Dakota, the
Lord
did something special for Carrie and her leaking tire. We kept trying to
air the tire up (difficult since the gas station on the reservation did
not have air). We were all nervous about
letting the girls drive seven hours back to Colorado with such a
low tire. They wanted to leave early Monday morning.
Jonathan requested prayer in church Sunday night about
the situation.
After the service,
Keith Lavery’s brother Kevin
came to Jonathan. Kevin had noticed the make and model of Carrie’s car.
The crazy thing was, that a guy who had gotten into trouble
with the law and was now in prison had been in a front end wreck with
his car and just recently GIVEN that car to Kevin. The
problem was that Kevin has no title to it, and it is just sitting in the
grass a few blocks away, waiting to be junked. It had some decent tires
on it, not new or anything, but decent shape. Kevin pulled three of
those tires off, and Monday morning Carrie left for Colorado with a good
tire!
When we arrived home, we discovered that the lightning strike that happened shortly after the girls arrived home Monday had ruined our kitchen chandelier light! At least that is what we thought until Benjamin, the electrician from Ohio, did some testing and discovered that what had happened was that the bulbs had all been blown out, but the light fixture itself was fine.
We found some new bulbs from somewhere and we have light again!
We discovered the lightning had burnt out a GFI, too, and when Jonathan came home the next night with a new GFI, Benjamin quickly replaced that.
The young people had all gone for a hike up Mt. Hermon Friday since Benjamin didn't have to fly home until Saturday. And then they made homemade icecream for supper.
I was thankful for the example to my children of a young man with a
disciplined lifestyle, getting to bed early, being on time when the crew
would leave in the morning, being focused on his work, exercising discipline with his smartphone, careful with his
speech.
I never heard an unkind or negative word. Instead he had a knack of diffusing any awkward moment by not making an issue of it. He was so easy to get along with.
Yet he could have fun, too!
The young people all played Pit Friday evening. What a racket and what a blur of hands!


















































