My Jabez Journey on the Road-Week 1

My Jabez Journey on the Road-Week 1
My Jabez Journey

I learned several things this past eight days on the road.

It doesn't stay with you like riding a bike (but then, riding a bike didn't either!). Things you did before without thinking you now can't do thinking. Only six months out of the truck, and this past week was more learning than working. It was more difficult than I expected, and much, much more difficult than it had to be. But, by this past weekend, I was feeling sufficiently comfortable with my driving skills, habits, and schedule that I was able to take in the beauty of the Aurora Borealis in the North Woods of Wisconsin.

These past days also showed me that the Audioblogger number is not toll free, and cannot be accessed from just any telephone. (Sorry for the absence of info.)

I got to visit a lot of miles these past days, with stops in Mishawauka, Indiana; Jeffersonville, Indiana; Winston-Salem and Lexington and Salisbury, North Carolina; Louisville, Kentucky; Maple Grove Minnesota; and back home to Clarksville, Indiana where the terminal is.

I drove in every type of weather, on virtually every type of road, both night and day. I slept in rest areas, truck stop parking lots, delivery parking lots, and on ramps beside the highway. I saw eight sunrises, and witnessed seven sunsets. And, every mile of the way, I felt the power and strength of the prayers of my friends here who lifted my poor, tired guardian angel's wings into overdrive many more times than once. Dad was with me, even when I wasn't so interested in being in the truck.

The "turn" was not uneventful, but without distress. And, that is, I must tell you, a first in a very long time. It was almost pleasureable. I will be home until midday Wednesday, then I will be chasing the miles for another week. I hope, at that time, to be able to report some better news.

But, in the scorecard of the trucker: No deaths, no accidents, no spilled freight, no upset customers, no wasted miles, and I got paid. Not bad. Not bad at all. Thanks, Dad. I know I was not the most willing servant this time out, but I do sincerely pray that You would fill the hearts of every person I met on this trip, and shine into them the fullness of Your love. I am so grateful that you accompanied my deeds, and my thoughts. I pray that You will continue to abide in me, that You would lead the way, and that I may continue to enjoy the ride.

Thank you for all the friends who have lifted me up, who have kept me in their hearts, and their prayers this trip. You do it so very well.

Your Kid,



Bud