This evening I began reading some information on our freedom is being whittled away. The stories shared by parents throughout the nation were somewhat alarming. My mind began to move into high gear as I began to wonder how we would be able to raise up our daughter in this environment and what measures we must take to protect her. I felt myself being enveloped in fear and worry. As I conveyed some of my concern to Jeff I realized what I really was trying to tell him was "I am fearful."
But wait, there is One who can conquer all fear. We have a Sovereign Lord who reigns over all. Of course knowing this doesn't excuse inactivity on our part, but it does allow us to remain internally calm as we trust in the One who orders our every step. While we wait on Him we can speak up for truth and defend the cause of those in need. We can celebrate the freedoms we currently have and prepare ourselves for the persecution that will inevitably be directed toward Christians. We also have a responsibility to be informed when it comes to political decisions and to exercise the privilege to vote.
Tonight I am headed to bed and I don't think I will have any problems sleeping (unless interrupted by a certain small female). I know God will give grace to see me through any troubles I may face in the future.
"But he knoweth the way that I take; when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold." Job 23:10
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Sunday, January 22, 2012
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Relax . . . You're In Kansas Now
Prior to our move we had major issues with our moving van. I prepared a quote that Budget provided several weeks prior to our move as Jeff's company needed an estimate. When we received the go-ahead and I went to make the reservation the price had significantly increased. We made the reservation anyway and decided we would just cover the difference. Then three days before our move Budget called to tell us they had cancelled our reservation as they didn't have a moving van for us. The chastised Jeff for not reading the fine print when we made the reservation. Silly us, we assumed they would have a truck for us when all we were actually doing was locking in the amount they would charge us IF they could find a truck for us. Lesson learned: never use Budget again.
Our other option was U-Haul. Jeff explained the situation to the kind reservation agent and we were able to make the reservation on short notice. Jeff confirmed with them that they would indeed guarantee a truck for us. Everything was in order. We even received two confirmation emails and it provided all the necessary details. All details were correct. When U-Haul didn't call to confirm the reservation on Sunday evening, I encouraged Jeff to call them instead. He did. The agent stated we were all set to pick up our truck in Des Moines, not Spirit Lake. Our confirmation emails had said pick-up in Spirit Lake and this is what Jeff had confirmed with the agent. Des Moines was nearly a four hour drive one-way and too far for us to consider driving to. I tried not to panic inside, but it was very disconcerting to learn of this the morning before our move. Jeff was able to contact the local company in Spirit Lake and thank the Lord, they had received a cancellation the day before and had a 26' truck sitting in their lot. God came through for us in nick of time.
After unloading the U-Haul in Beloit, we cut it a little close when it came to returning the truck. Our deadline was about 9:49 AM. I had looked up the location on Google Maps and told Jeff where I thought the U-Haul drop-off was. It appeared to be about five blocks from where we moved to. Jeff got in the truck and I was behind him in the Tahoe with Abby. We took off and drove the direction I thought was correct. Soon the road ended. We turned around and headed the opposite direction. When that appeared to be residential and a dead-end I pulled the Tahoe over and made a call to U-Haul. I explained we were unable to find the drop-off location and asked for the local number. Unfortunately Jeff didn't have his phone with him. When I pulled over he continued driving. By the time I ended my phone call and had dialed the local number I had completely lost him. He was wandering around Beloit somewhere in a 26' U-Haul truck.
With about two minutes till our deadline I called the local U-Haul number. I explained to the man that we were trying to return our U-Haul truck and that I had lost my husband in the midst of losing our way and that I was concerned we would be late. I asked if there was any way he could waive the late fee since we had gotten lost. I think I probably gulped all these words out in one breath as I was slightly stressed and I absolutely hate wasting money. The kind local on the other line said, "Don't worry ma'am. You're in God's country now. I don't care if you return your truck tomorrow at noon. I won't charge you any extra." Whew. What a relief. And a reminder that I need to slow down just a bit now that I'm here in Kansas. What's the rush?
Our other option was U-Haul. Jeff explained the situation to the kind reservation agent and we were able to make the reservation on short notice. Jeff confirmed with them that they would indeed guarantee a truck for us. Everything was in order. We even received two confirmation emails and it provided all the necessary details. All details were correct. When U-Haul didn't call to confirm the reservation on Sunday evening, I encouraged Jeff to call them instead. He did. The agent stated we were all set to pick up our truck in Des Moines, not Spirit Lake. Our confirmation emails had said pick-up in Spirit Lake and this is what Jeff had confirmed with the agent. Des Moines was nearly a four hour drive one-way and too far for us to consider driving to. I tried not to panic inside, but it was very disconcerting to learn of this the morning before our move. Jeff was able to contact the local company in Spirit Lake and thank the Lord, they had received a cancellation the day before and had a 26' truck sitting in their lot. God came through for us in nick of time.
After unloading the U-Haul in Beloit, we cut it a little close when it came to returning the truck. Our deadline was about 9:49 AM. I had looked up the location on Google Maps and told Jeff where I thought the U-Haul drop-off was. It appeared to be about five blocks from where we moved to. Jeff got in the truck and I was behind him in the Tahoe with Abby. We took off and drove the direction I thought was correct. Soon the road ended. We turned around and headed the opposite direction. When that appeared to be residential and a dead-end I pulled the Tahoe over and made a call to U-Haul. I explained we were unable to find the drop-off location and asked for the local number. Unfortunately Jeff didn't have his phone with him. When I pulled over he continued driving. By the time I ended my phone call and had dialed the local number I had completely lost him. He was wandering around Beloit somewhere in a 26' U-Haul truck.
With about two minutes till our deadline I called the local U-Haul number. I explained to the man that we were trying to return our U-Haul truck and that I had lost my husband in the midst of losing our way and that I was concerned we would be late. I asked if there was any way he could waive the late fee since we had gotten lost. I think I probably gulped all these words out in one breath as I was slightly stressed and I absolutely hate wasting money. The kind local on the other line said, "Don't worry ma'am. You're in God's country now. I don't care if you return your truck tomorrow at noon. I won't charge you any extra." Whew. What a relief. And a reminder that I need to slow down just a bit now that I'm here in Kansas. What's the rush?
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