A Foundation to Build a Miracle On!
“And My God will (and
My God did) supply all your needs according to His riches in glory in Christ
Jesus” (Phil. 4:19).
Hey Gang: Have you ever experienced a time in your life when
you rejoiced and felt deep concern, bordering on fear at the same time? I felt that way on the top of Donor Pass,
when the freeze plug blew on the near worn out Econo van! I felt that way when the generator gave up
the ghost at a crossroads in Elko, Nevada- a skillion miles from no-where! I felt that way when the pick- up truck was
in the ditch and I believed the nearest tow-truck was twenty-five miles
away! I felt that way when the hoses in
the Van froze, cutting all heat from the Van!
I felt that way in
Salt Lake City they said it would take four days to repair the heat
problem! I felt that way when the ice
build-up under the Van was making it nearly undrivable! I felt that way as we nursed the Van from
Little America to the Ford garage in Rawlins! I felt that way when we learned
that we must be at the gate in Laramie, so that we could go over the mountain
before it closed for the night!
In some of the crisis experiences I mentioned “Wasn’t that lucky?” Now think for a moment. It is nearing the midnight hour, you are
sitting along the road on the top of Donor Pass with a blown freeze plug in a
1950 Econo Van; you just happen to have a log chain with you to pull the
Van into the lighted parking lot at Harrah’s gambling casino- the only place
with sufficient light to assess damage and try and figure what we would do to
repair it.
The question? Where in the world would one find a freeze
plug for a seventeen-year-old Econo Van in the early hours on Sunday in Reno,
Nevada? I wonder what odds the folks in the Casino would place our being
successful in this impossible task?
As I relieved that night again, I do not have a clue how we
ended up at that very worn garage on a darkened side street in Reno and found a
very, very ancient man, who just happened to have a drawer full of freeze plugs-
way back in the corner of his very cluttered shop- he reached in and, without
looking at the plug, said, “This is the one.”
And it was the one! Do you think that was luck? I wonder, if that garage- with its drawer of
freeze plugs way back in the corner- was there the next day.
Do you think it was
luck when the generator said enough,
and died at a crossroads in no man’s land in the midst of a driving rain storm?
Where there happened to be a faded
sign that said, “Generator Shop”; but also said, “Out of business” yet, just happened to have a generator for a
seventeen-year-old vehicle that, years before, someone ordered and never picked up? I wonder who ordered it? Could his name have been Michael or
Gabriel?
Do you think God might have led the Samaritan, who lived on
the Salt Flats, to buy a tow-truck for He was sending a vagabond family that
way one day, in a driving snow storm and would need his help? Luck?
No, I think not.
I titled this blog “A
Foundation to Build a Miracle On” for, as I have been recalling and
recording the story of this place we now call Eagle Village- which will soon
celebrate its fiftieth year (2018) of service to hurting children and families-
I have become very convinced that God, not only had provisions, but was
preparing me, and my family, for the trials, tribulation, and even crises that
were to become a part of our lives.
Do I think the evil one was trying to send us a
message? I certainly do! He knew God had us on a mission. But, keep in mind, God provided a way in each, and every, crisis! In that five days,
God engrained in my heart, soul and mind John’s word: “Greater is He who is in me than he who is in the world” (I John
4:4).
Blessings,
Gramps
P.S. If you did not
read the blog series titled “God Does
Indeed Meet Our Needs” May 2017, and are interested in the rest of the
story, they can be read there.
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