Well, actually, I went. I am back now. I took the ferry to the mainland today then drove in to Oak Harbor for an Avon Sales meeting and I had a wonderful encounter with God along the way.
This morning I loaded the stuff into my car that I had to take to the meeting. I got my shopping list, made certain I had money, and took my camera. I put a blanket, my hat, coat and gloves in the back seat (waiting in line for the ferry can get cold this time of year). I took a couple of books to read while crossing the Sound and I stopped and got a Mocha as well.
Unfortunately, I forgot my directions, but I was comforted by the knowledge that I knew which street the meeting was on, and I was certain if I racked my brains hard enough I would even remember the name of the restaurant — but no amount of thinking pulled up anything but Angelo’s — and I knew it wasn’t there.
That’s when it dawned on me to check my email. I was pretty certain I hadn’t deleted the message — so I pulled into the K-Mart parking lot and grabbed my phone. As it turns out, the directions I had memorized were for tomorrow’s meeting! Today’s meeting was at The American Legion Hall on Barrington Rd. Great, I thought. Where the heck is Barrington Rd? I looked around and didn’t see anyone in the parking lot, but there was a gas station next door so I headed there — and on the way I noticed that K-Mart is on the corner of Highway 20 and Barrington Rd.
The first thing I did was say, Thank you, God. He knew exactly when to nudge me to pull over. So, I had Barrington Rd. Next, I needed the American Legion. Left or right? Left or … the left turn arrow lit up, so left it was. When the left turn arrow lit, I drove right by the gas station where I was going to get directions. Once on Barrington Rd I was thinking that wasn’t such a good idea. I could be going the wrong way.
I saw the post office as I passed it. I thought, I’ll get directions there. So at the next corner I pulled into a parking lot to turn around and there was the American Legion Hall. I looked at my watch. I had about 7 minutes to spare. And again I said thank you, God.
I don’t think it is a coincidence that I could drive to a city I don’t know (with a population of roughly 20,000 people) and blunder my way directly to where I was supposed to be. Whenever I go on a road trip I ask God to come with me. I think my drive today is proof he did. God is faithful even in the little things.