But it's friday, and what would fridays over at Diary of a SAHM be, without our usual "Remember When???".
We were taking our usual summer trips from Idaho to Oklahoma, to visit Curt's family. Jasmine was about to turn 1 year old and we thought it would be great to have a celebration with the family. We set out on the road and it was a really good drive until about 5 hours into it.
Just as we got to Evanston, Wyoming, the van started acting weird, but we didn't think anything of it and tried to keep going. Not much further up the road, about a mile or so, it finally gave out on us. We tried to get it restarted but nothing, it seemed like we needed a new battery, which didn't make sense because this one was not that old.
So we make a call to my in laws and decided that this is not going to work, there's no way we will make it to Oklahoma in this van.
We get back in and start driving back, well we went about another mile and had to pull over again, the van was JUST not working. By this time we realize we are in serious trouble, here we are on a friday afternoon, there are no auto shops in sight and the one that is in the town is already closed. We started getting hungry, so Curt got out and walked about 2 miles to the nearest town to get some Arby's for us.
We quickly ate and then decided to try and get back on the road. It was pure hell, we could only go about a mile at a time before the van turned off again. We managed to do this all the way to Tremonton, Utah, which is right on the border with Idaho. We found a Denny's and had some dinner then called a friend on base back home and asked if there was any way he could come get us, he said ok and here we are thinking we're saved.
Wel,l our friend ended up not seeing us on the road and the van broke down for good before Idaho, now it's night time, we are in the middle of NOWHERE, surrounded by mountains, with an infant and no place to sleep, eat, or use the bathroom.
I prayed and prayed and prayed that God would get us out of this situation, imploring with him the need for us to somehow find a way back home, especially for the baby.
No sooner had I said that than we saw a car pull up with an older couple. The husband got out and asked what the problem was and we explained that the van had broken down, he told us it seemed that it was a blown head gasket, which pretty much means you're not going anywhere, it's part of the engine.
They then offered to tow us all the way back to our house at the base. Turns out they were mormon and he had been stationed at the base before so he knew exactly where it was.
Praise the Lord!!! He not only found us a tow for free, but all the way to our front door.
Just another sign that he is always at our sides no matter what!!! All you have to do is ask :)
Just as we got to Evanston, Wyoming, the van started acting weird, but we didn't think anything of it and tried to keep going. Not much further up the road, about a mile or so, it finally gave out on us. We tried to get it restarted but nothing, it seemed like we needed a new battery, which didn't make sense because this one was not that old.
So we make a call to my in laws and decided that this is not going to work, there's no way we will make it to Oklahoma in this van.
We get back in and start driving back, well we went about another mile and had to pull over again, the van was JUST not working. By this time we realize we are in serious trouble, here we are on a friday afternoon, there are no auto shops in sight and the one that is in the town is already closed. We started getting hungry, so Curt got out and walked about 2 miles to the nearest town to get some Arby's for us.
We quickly ate and then decided to try and get back on the road. It was pure hell, we could only go about a mile at a time before the van turned off again. We managed to do this all the way to Tremonton, Utah, which is right on the border with Idaho. We found a Denny's and had some dinner then called a friend on base back home and asked if there was any way he could come get us, he said ok and here we are thinking we're saved.
Wel,l our friend ended up not seeing us on the road and the van broke down for good before Idaho, now it's night time, we are in the middle of NOWHERE, surrounded by mountains, with an infant and no place to sleep, eat, or use the bathroom.
I prayed and prayed and prayed that God would get us out of this situation, imploring with him the need for us to somehow find a way back home, especially for the baby.
No sooner had I said that than we saw a car pull up with an older couple. The husband got out and asked what the problem was and we explained that the van had broken down, he told us it seemed that it was a blown head gasket, which pretty much means you're not going anywhere, it's part of the engine.
They then offered to tow us all the way back to our house at the base. Turns out they were mormon and he had been stationed at the base before so he knew exactly where it was.
Praise the Lord!!! He not only found us a tow for free, but all the way to our front door.
Just another sign that he is always at our sides no matter what!!! All you have to do is ask :)
2 comments:
Shewww...that story had me on the edge of my seat...lol! Great story. Somehow someway God is always coming through for us!!
Courtney - LOL yeah that was one nerve wrecking story LOL
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