Oil Leaks, Gaskets, Friends & the Gospel

Our 3300 mile walk for Christ started on August 31st but we didn't get far...5 miles to be exact!

We had a mysterious oil leak and then a cork gasket had to be replaced. There was talk of flat cams oil sending units and rods. Yikes! Our good friends from Southwest Community Church held our hand through everything and our RV coach (not the vehicle but our friend Bob Leavitt) was on the phone with us, the mechanics and our church family. Everyone was speaking "Mechanic-ese" and that is definitely not my second language! It's good to have friends....it's great to have loving and knowledgeable friends!

It wasn't until Thursday that we re-started. Only walked about nine and a half miles but met some wonderful people. Lucy got stopped by three police officers...state, county and local. I also got stopped by a state trooper. Besides the "boys in blue" people were stopping to see if we needed help. They'd see the RV and then they'd see a little guy dressed funny walking down the road. It seemed obvious...this guy needs help!

Heather was the first to stop. She had an incredulous look on her face as I shared about the walk. A gentleman in a pick up truck pulled up next to the RV as I had just stopped to take a break. His visit was pleasant and brief. Next to arrive was officer Bob Ward. He thought walking across the country was cool....us too! We prayed protection and favor over his life and peace for his family as he carries out his duties.

Dean Wilson and his wife were headed south on route 169 and saw the RV on the side of the road. They looked to the left and saw me walking against traffic and figured I broke down. They took the time to turn around, head north and see if they could help me. Don't you just love people like that!! We spent some time talking, prayed together and then said good-bye.

We finally finished for the day and it was starting to get hot. Lucy tried to turn the generator on to turn on the AC but all it would do is making a groaning sound. I was out fiddling with it to see if I could get to go and a gentleman pulled up to see if we needed help. His name was Kelly and his favorite pastime was talking about Jesus! Would like to have had more time to speak with him. He seemed like the kind of fellow I could learn a lot from.

Lucy and I decided to head back to Southwest Community for a prayer meeting tonight. It would be our last evening with our friends for sometime. I car passed us and looked over at us before pulling in front of us. It wasn't long before she put on her right signal and slowed down a bit. We figured she was going to turn and passed her on the left. She got right behind us! Lucy said "I think she wants to talk with us."

Sure enough, no sooner did we pull over than did she pull behind us and jump out of her car. "I 'm looking for the holy man." I had just taken off my robe, headpiece and bag. She said "I've been looking for him. I saw him and then he disappeared!" Lucy told her I was the one she saw walking. She thrust a bag and a soda from McDonald's.

"This is for you! I need prayer."
Lucy said "Let's pray right now."
"No. No. I'm late for work"
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Just pray for Solo. God will know who it is." She jumped into her car and drove off.

Lucy & I ate our McNuggets and fries and pondered the day. We wondered what God did today.
Traveling as we do, we rarely get to see the results but we are delighted to be part of God's process.