I am out of sequence with this entry, but wanted to relate the following story.
As we packed up the trailer at home, the weight of all our stuff affected the tires which now were bulging a little. This was not any cause for concern or anything like that. We had not used the trailer in over a year, and it had just been parked in our "overflow" parking area for all that time, so needing to add some air was not unusual.
As I got the air compressor in place and started to fill the one tire with the lowest amount of air, there, in plain view, right on the top part of the tire, there was a nail in the tire where it had punctured the tire. I went ahead and mounted the spare tire and then went to Les Schwab in Longview to have the puncture fixed.
We had already been under a lot of stress about leaving Joie, leaving the house, making sure all the systems were turned off, and also making sure we had not forgotten anything.
Experiencing a flat tire on the road, in the many open and uninhabited spaces between home and Idaho would probably have "done us in".
A loving Heavenly Father knew that and was looking out for us. That nail was right there where I would see it.
Thank you Father.
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