Last week was one of those weeks because it was a week leading up to a Kairos Saturday I agreed to give a talk at.
The big weekend event was a smashing success with some conversions that broke some guys out of their destiny with Satan. The Saturday after that weekend is reserved for what we call the instructional.
We guide the men in what to expect with the Prayer and Share Saturday times they can take advantage of. The goal is for them to help each other grow in their Christian walk by praying for and with each other.
My challenge on Friday was to complete a delivery in Albuquerque, New Mexico in the morning and get back to Fort Worth in less than 11 hours. On paper it looks very doable.
In practice it can be more of a challenge. The delivery was completed by ten o’clock Texas time. So, I should get back before midnight and still be legal.
When I got to Santa Rosa I had two options for my return route. The northern way took me through Amarillo and kept me on I-40 and US-287. That meant few towns and open roads.
The southern route went through Lubbock and less open roads and more small towns slowing me down.
I felt like letting my mind wander so I opted for the northern option…the clouds to the south also played into my decision.
I hadn’t been on that stretch of road in a couple of decades so I was glad to see fresh scenery that included fresh snow on some mountains to my south.
The clouds to the south seemed to behave themselves until I got close to Amarillo. I checked my phone app radar thingy to discover a big thunderstorm had developed during the day.
As I kept checking on it throughout the day it was developing near Lubbock and stopping before it crossed US-287. So far it looked good that it wouldn’t slow me down.
I witnessed something in the sky I had never seen before. A bolt of lightning shot out of the clouds and rose from the ground at the same time. Sparks shot out in all directions where they connected.
The darkness of the sky in front of me told me this was no ordinary storm.
That storm and me were destined for a soggy dance. As I neared it the monster grew over the road I was traveling on. The rain got wetter and then some marbles fell out of the sky.
I slowed down but kept forward momentum. After about a half hour the sky in front of me became brighter. So did my spirits.
Just in time I reached the other side of my adversary so I could take my government mandated 30 minute rest stop just before I reached my eight hours on duty status.
Things were looking good and I was feeling good. I got out of my truck and gandered at the clouds I just drove out from under.
That’s when things took a turn for the worst. It was as though that storm saw me looking at it and it turned on me. It was like I was a mouse watching a cat walking away from it and the cat turned and pounced on me.
Before my 30 minutes were expired the rain intensified again and so did those white marbles. I didn’t see any tornadoes but there were warnings for them right were I sat.
When I could legally drive again it took another twenty minutes for me to see dry roads again.
The day turned from about nine and a half hours of driving to ten and a half. That meant I had a half hour to spare and still be operating within the law.
It also meant I could only get four hours of sleep before I headed down to Beto and spoke to a captive audience again.
During the drive before the storm God gave me the message he wanted those new brothers in Christ to hear. That meant I had more of a mission to complete than what I began the day with.
I wasn’t about to let any dark storm get in the way of serving God’s meal to those hungering souls. Too much was at stake for that.
The mission was accomplished.
I’ll see you later. Wade
