First off, when I think of a road trip or a vacation, I don't picture Elle and myself cramped in a van for 13 hours one way. I picture ourselves on a beach somewhere building a sandcastle and sucking on popsicles... But life doesn't always treat us that way. Which is exactly why Friday morning at 5:30 AM we were sitting in the backseat of a van with Lynda, Joel, Kailey, Bev and Abby. Abby decided to come last minute... LITERALLY.
Before I get ahead of myself, we went to Ozark Arkansas, to the YWAM base that Jim and Barb Nizza run. Joel was going to do some work, so I thought it would be interesting if I at least come with Elle to know what to expect come September, if we end up going there. The way down there not too much happened. A couple creepy people, a few times that the doors were locked with nervous glances to each other, but other than that, a very peaceful way down there...
"No-uhh!!"
"AMISH PEOPLE ARE REAL!!??"
Friday evening we got there in time to eat dinner and then got to see our rooms.
WE SLEPT IN AN OLD MENTAL INSTITUTION...
And when I say that, I MEAN it. When I walked into the room I would be staying in, I got creeped out. There were ware marks on the floor from crazy people pacing back and forth all those years. And at the entrance doors to each wing from the lobby, there were dents from people getting out of their rooms at night and pounding on the doors.That base has so much spiritual warfare, it's not even close to humorous..
Elle and I also got to meet our new friends Elise and her daughter Ella-Jean! Saturday morning Elise and myself and Jen talked for a while. I like having conversations with other moms. Saturday night we went with Elise and EJ to get ice cream at McDonald's.
Sunday night, we decided that we were going to Sonic after a trip to Wal Mart. Well, we saw Jake (whom Elle has a HUGE crush on) in the aisle, so him and Elise and Ella-Jean came with to Sonic and piled in our van for a little party. Well, with me in the driver's seat, I forgot to turn the lights off.. And when we went to leave, the van clicked but wouldn't turn over. We tried about 6 or 7 times and finally a gentleman came over. He asked me to pop the hood, but I laughed and said that I didn't know how to because it wasn't my van. I got out, as did Lynda, and between spitting chew all over the ground in front of me, he tried to say that the "COOIIILLL PAAAACK" was out and that it would cost $140 to fix it. He also said that the van would have to be there the night, because the store wasn't open until 7 AM. Then his other 4 friends came over and one said it was the battery.. Well, we jumped it, and sure enough, it was the battery. (Praise GOD it didn't cost anything to fix it!!) Anyways, we sat there for a while after they left, and then decided it was time to leave. As we were leaving, the boys came out of nowhere, and said that they could give me their number in case we needed any more help.. Which, of course, I declined. It shows how southern hospitality can kind of be a selfish thing! They weren't helping us because they were good-hearted, they were helping us because they wanted something in return.
Sick.
Today, we drove home early and got home late. I prayed with Lynda, Joel, Barb, Jim and Bev today before we left. We prayed about the new house plans and about Joe's work situation and about Ryan, and about my decision to go to YWAM. God will answer all these prayers, in His own time..
I have a peace in my life and thoughts right now. God will take care of everything. I just need to be along for the ride and learn how to enjoy it.
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