“Heading Home” Part 8
Well, I really do not want to tell Cali that her trip to California has been delayed. But, from her looks, I am afraid she knows sometime is not right. But, she had decided that if Grandma is packing, well, I better pack also.
Well, it is time to head back to North Carolina after over so far 2,200 miles. And I am afraid that Cali is going back with me. Yes, it seems, Pet Airways has been bought out. So, anyway, back to North Carolina we go, Pat, Cali and Iris. The three Amigo’s.
We left North Carolina now going on four weeks ago, making stops in Florida, Georgia, and Louisiana. When we arrive home we will have traveled over 3000 miles. And yes, I, Pastor Pat will have driven the entire time. I do not mind driving, but whoever is traveling with me probably gets bored. Why? Because I do not talk much when I am driving. I listen to Scripture, Music, pray, and of course keep my eyes on the road. There are so many crazy drivers out there on the roads these days. If someone is traveling with me, about the only voice they hear is Samantha, the women on my GPS. Now when the person traveling with me, does talk to me I listen, but respond only when deemed necessary.
Now, Iris did read a lot, or work puzzles in a puzzle book, and sometimes she read some interesting and funny stories from a devotional book out loud to me, but other times we just headed on down the road. As my husband Joe says, when the company calls him and tells him he is going out of town to work, he will call me and say, “Guess what? As Willie Nelson sings, “I’m on the road again.”
We had a good time visiting with Friends and Family, and of course being honored to preach God’s Word through Sunday Services and Revivals. What a blessing to be able to share God’s Word.
I had decided to pack the car the night before we left, but again, the back of my neck and head hurt, so I took some ibuprofen and went to bed. The next morning I told Iris to just put her bags at the front door and I would load the car. Of course loading Cali’s portable kennel in the back seat was all the sign that Cali needed to realize that we were going somewhere, and yes, she was going along for the ride this time.
It was so funny, when my sister Ruby called me into the living room to see what Cali was doing, and to my amazement, she was getting all her toys in a pile, and when she saw me she bought me her water bowl. Hey, I am not joking. Call my sister Ruby and ask her, she will tell you exactly what happened. Yes, I promise it is the whole truth, with my hand in the air.
Anyway, we got the car loaded, said our goodbyes, and headed toward North Carolina. I figured that we would get in about 12:30 am if we only stopped to get gas, grab a bite to eat, potty, and stretch our legs a bit.
Wrong, Cali seemed to want to potty more this day, so I had to stop along the side of the road a couple of times. As a matter of fact, after one of the times in Alabama the only place I could stop was in the median where the Highway Patrol sits and emergency vehicles turn around. After I got back into the car and was headed back down the road, I reached up and was rubbing my neck. I felt a bump. I thought is was a sore and I scratched at it, and then pulled at what I thought was a scab, and I soon found out it was a tick. I put it in a piece of paper and handed it to Iris, and she also agreed, yes it was a tick. Well, it did not take me long to find a place to stop and go in the bathroom and check myself good all over. Then I came back out to the car, took Cali, her bed and bedding out, and checked everything twice. There were no ticks on Cali, nor in her bed, just the one I found on me. I should have known Cali would not have a tick, because she had been treated with Frontline three times. Maybe I should have been treated with Frontline also.
Now, back in the car we get again, and we were not even halfway home yet, but still determined to not stop and spend the night anywhere. I had my eyes on North Carolina, and I was ready to sleep in my own bed. I was very tired. I will tell you that taking care of a puppy while trying to study, and preach is a full time job. But again, I figured God was just showing me He has a sense of humor, even though my sense of humor was kinda running short by now.
We arrived in Dunn, North Carolina, around 1:30 am, where Iris’s daughter met me to pick Iris up to keep me from having to drive all the way to Faison, North Carolina, then back to Raleigh, North Carolina. This would have added an extra 125 miles to my trip, so this was so sweet of them to help me out, and of course Janice was ready to see her mama.
When Cali and I left Dunn, I told Cali, “girl it won’t be too long now, we are almost home.” When I arrived home, I decided to put Cali in the guest bathroom with her travel kennel, yes, the one she had happily used over the pasted four weeks, and this was not a good idea.
Hey, I was so worn out by the time we out home, I did not take the time to put her old kennel back up. I thought, I will get Joe to get it down and put it together tomorrow.
Remember, I did not think I would be using it anymore. Cali was supposed to be in California by now.
So she thought, hummmm, I will show her, and she did.
Yes, Joe did put her original kennel back up. She was now a happy camper.
When we first got her and I put her in the bathroom she chewed a place in the dry wall. Well, I now we will have to fix the dry wall again. Plus buy toilet paper and just throw the travel kennel away.
Now you may say, “did that upset you?” Hey, listen, after you have had to wear a colostomy bag because you let stress mess your colon up, you start to see things in a different perspective. After I had the reversal and now I do not have a colostomy bag, I never want one again. I now just take things in stride and know it either can be fixed or it will work out, if you leave it in God’s hands.
I just remember the two Bible verses below, and “keep my eyes on the goal that is set before me” as Paul said, and everything works out, even tick bites.
Yes, God can even use tick bites to get you to do His work. Just wait until tomorrow’s devotion and you will see exactly what I mean. God never stops amazing me. Oh, and the question pending. Does Cali every make it to California?
Philippians 4: 13 and 19
13 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
19 And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.
Below are some pictures for you to enjoy.
We did take Iris to Poverty Point. It was actually old stomping grounds for my sister Ruby. Daddy, Mama and the gang lived there at one time.
Poverty Point A man made lake
|The 2,700-acre, man-made lake that is the center piece for Poverty Point Reservoir State Park offers visitors an outlet for a variety of water sport activities and a scenic backdrop for waterfowl migration each spring and fall. The reservoir, just three miles north of Delhi in Richland Parish, was created in 2001 as a water resource for the area and outdoor recreation outlet. The site name is derived from a nearby Native American site consisting of complex earthworks and artifacts. Dubbed the Poverty Point culture, its people settled on the banks of Bayou Macon, near what is now the community of Epps, between 1,400 and 700 B.C. Park guests are only 20 minutes away from Poverty Point State Historic Site for day trips to what has become a focal point for archaeological research since the mid 20th century. The fish and wildlife species inhabiting or migrating through the reservoir are numerous. Anglers can fish the lake year round for largemouth bass, black crappie, blue gill and channel catfish. The region falls within the Mississippi Flyway for many winged species. Depending on the season, visitors will see cormorants, ducks, geese and pelicans. Special attention should be given to any Louisiana black bear sightings on or near the reservoir. The eastern edge of the park, along Bayou Macon, contains attractive bear habitat and visitors are cautioned to keep all exterior cabin areas and day-use areas cleared of accessible food products and refuse. Bear-proof containers are provided for waste disposal throughout the park. Hours of Operation: 6 a.m. to 9 p.m., Sunday through Thursday. All park sites close at 10 p.m. on Friday, Saturday and days preceding holidays.|