We had an interesting trip yesterday. We got up at 3:30am and left around 4:30am.Partly because we wanted to see Grammy more, and to make it to Front Royal in timefor a dinner with a bunch of relatives that we don't get to see very often.
After about 10 hours of driving time, while I was driving, I stepped on the gas and it seemed like nothing was happening, the car was still running, but I was justslowing down. So I pulled over to the side of the road, and the car died...nothing...I tried starting it again, and still nothing. So here we are, 2 hours away from our destination, and the van just dies. It was acting like we ran out of gas, and we had just filled up. We got a visit from a police, and then some guy stopped to make sure we had a phone to call someone. Dad checked as many things as he could with what we had in the car and then we got in touch with Grammy and asked her about coming and picking us up...that would mean we would be out there for 2 hours waiting. The car insurance paid for a tow, but only one person could ride in the tow truck. But here is the nice part about it....God was really looking out for us... When saying the name of the town we just passed, Grammy said "Roy, I think your cousins live out there! Let me call and see if they can pick you up." On that day they were only behind us about an exit or 2 shopping. And when Grammy called they were about 2 minuets away from us! They pulled up behind us, took Mom, Hannah, Lydia and I to their house while Dad stayed and waited for the tow truck. Then Dad called and our only car mechanic relative gave directions to the towing service to take our van to the mechanic place he works at, and he put in a new alternator in record time that they happened to have on hand...and we were ready to go off again!
While Dad was with the van, we were at their house... the girls were having a wonderful time with the 4 cats, 3 dogs, and 4 horses. Hannah helped muck out the stalls, and Lydia ran around out side with the cats and dogs. God really provided.
