“For He shall give His angels charge over you, To keep you in all your ways.” (Psalm 91:11)
“Everything is loaded into the camper, are you ready to go?” My husband is always so excited to leave for a camping trip.
I loaded up the dogs into the truck and off we went for our four day adventure to a near by Lake Resort. Smith Lake is only thirty miles from our home but with gas prices as they are a vacation close to home is in order this year.
“I love Smith Lake, especially Corinth Recreation Area, you know I grew up in that campground, every summer we spent at least two weeks over there. I can’t wait to get there again this year. I hope the water is up.” I said as we left home. I get excited, too.
When we got to our mailbox at the end of our dirt road, Bear, my husband, decided to check the trailer brakes and lights. We noticed the green light on the trailer brake system in the truck was not on. We recently had brand new brakes put on the truck. Unfortunately, something was not connecting. We had no trailer brakes and no brake lights. He checked every wire and could not find the problem. No blinkers and no brake lights and no trailer brakes on the trailer. A dangerous spot to be in.
“What are we going to do?” I asked, with disappointment in my voice. “I sure don’t want to turn around and go back home, do you? We are ready to go. We need this vacation.”
“Well, we can turn around and go back home or we can go on. It is just thirty miles and it is day time. The brakes on the truck are plenty to stop the trailer. It is the lights I am concerned about. We can drive real slow and be real careful. What do you want to do?” He asked leaving the decision up to me.
“I want to go. I need to go. Let’s just go.”
He said, “Ok, you’re the boss, let’s go. We will be fine. Have faith, Sister.” He grinned as we pulled out into the road.
I have to admit I had my doubts. I was basically terrified. If my Daddy knew what we were doing he would have a fit. He would say, “Are you crazy? You can’t drive through that Forrest road with no trailer lights. You know better than this. It is too dangerous!”
The road to the lake is a two lane road cut right through the middle of the Bankhead National Forrest. It is narrow and curvy and has too many log trucks speeding like there is no tomorrow. (If you know me at all you know I am not too comfortable around trucks—especially those that might turn over—been there—done that!!)
I prayed, “Lord, be with us. Send Your mighty angels to be in front of us, beside us, and several behind us. I know it isn’t far to the lake, and I know this is risky and probably crazy—but Lord; I won’t make it without knowing You are there. Thank You for being here. We will be fine if You see us through. Protect us and those around us. Help us to arrive safely to the lake. I’ll end this prayer when we get there, for now let’s just keep this line open…………………………….”
I put on God’s armor and a Southern gospel CD.
Slowly up the mountain and around the curves we carefully drove along. I sang and prayed. It is impossible to be afraid while you are praying and singing. Bear watched the road and prayed. Forty five minutes later we were pulling into the campsite. We made it, no problems, safe and sound.
“…………………..Oh Jesus, thank You. I know this was a risky thing to do. I didn’t mean to put You on the spot but Lord—You know our needs and our hearts better than we do. Thank You Lord. Thank You. In Your Holy Name. THANK YOU. Amen.”
We had a wonderful time camping. No television. No bad news. Taking in the serenity and peace together in the beauty of our surroundings. We talked and rested. I actually wrote with a pen and paper instead of typing. We listened to Celtic serenity music and visited with our neighbors. We had campfires and marshmallows, grilled steak and chicken. The weather was perfect. We floated for hours on the calm cool water of the lake. Our dog children had a good time too. They are both really good camping dogs. The trip was just what the doctor ordered—the Great Physician Himself.
Saturday came quickly as we loaded for the trip home. The road in the Forrest is very busy on Saturdays. Even though the Lord protected us on the way to the campground, fear began to creep into my being again. I prayed again for His protection. I called my dear friend, told her what was happening with the lights on the trailer, and ask her to pray. She was on her way to work and she said, “I will pray until I get to work. Call me when you make it home safely.”
Loaded up and ready to pull out of our campsite I was glad it was early morning. Maybe, so many people would not be out and about yet.
Bear checked the trailer again to make sure everything was secure and ready to go. I was sitting in the truck, still praying. I looked down at the trailer brake system in the truck and the green light was on. I yelled to Bear, “The green light is on—do we have lights and brakes?”
He quickly checked the brakes and the lights. The blinkers were working. The brakes were working and the brake lights were WORKING!!” Everything was working! Bear and I praised the Lord, a little in shock but praising. I called my friend on the cell phone and told her. She was rejoicing!! We laughed and laughed and praised the Lord. He is something else!! He is always there when we need Him and miracles do still happen! Oh yes, they do. He answers prayers and He does miracles. Our camper brake lights are a witness to it. He really, really does!! No wonder we praise Him!! No wonder we love Him. Oh, how He loves us.
I am still praising and rejoicing. Jesus is smiling. I believe He enjoys answering our prayers as much as we do. Praise Him! ♫♪♫♫♫♫♫♫♫