Days 56 & 57 - Monday & Tuesday, January 5 & 6 - Hearing the Spirit & Campground Dinner

 Monday - I forgot to include a photo of the Delawder family with my last post. Dad, the Barney Fife impersonator, daughter & Mom. He doesn't look a lot like Barney but he sure has the voice and mannerisms perfected.

Kathy wasn't feeling well so I went to the Monday morning Information Meeting, nothing exciting. It was a nice day but neither of us felt like doing much. In the early afternoon one of the maintenance guys knocked on the door and asked me to move our car so that someone could pull in next to us. I moved it, but wasn't happy about it. I noticed a big Class A had pulled in a couple of sites down from us. After I moved the car a similar looking one shoehorned himself in next to us.

I was fussing and fuming because there are a LOT of empty sites and this guy had to squeeze in next to us. Even though my back was still hurting I went to Planet Fitness for a half hour just to burn off some energy. While I was gone Kathy was sitting outside. She talked to the lady in the coach. She learned that the coaches are owned by brothers on their was from Delaware to the Grand Canyon. They will be here two weeks. I was still sputtering and mentioned that I wouldn't be talking to them, or if I did I wouldn't be very pleasant (I was really throwing a childish tantrum). By then it was to late to go to the front office but I told Kathy I planned on being there first thing Tuesday morning to pitch a fit (I didn't actually say pitch a fit, but that is what I intended on doing.)

Tuesday/today - This morning, while Kathy was at Ladies Bible Study, I read my daily devotional and read some more of a Francis Chan book on the Holy Spirit. BANG! I got hit right between the eyes. Some people doubt that God still talks to us, I'm sure that He sometimes "talks" to me. This morning was one of those times. Nothing I read addressed my childishness but I believe reading and thinking about the Holy Spirit put my spirit more in touch with Him.  I know that God watches over Christians, I know that nothing in our lives is to small for Him care about. I know He works for what is best for us. Sadly I to often forget that I know some of this. 

Sitting in our coach the thought came to me that the coach next us might be there for a reason. I claim to be a Christian. God's light is supposed to shine through me. With my attitude what type of light were the couple next door going to see in me, not God's light. Then I remembered our neighbors when we lived in Niantic, IL. They were an wonderful, downhome, Christian couple. Jesus just oozed out of them. They were a significant part of my accepting the Lord as my Savior. They didn't know a stranger. I thought, "What would Sunny & Francis do in this situation?" The answer was they would  already know the people in the coach and probably invited them for coffee. My attitude got a major adjustment.

I did go to the office and politely asked why they put someone so close to us. I received a reasonable explanation and an apology for them having to do so.

I haven't had time for a significant conversation with these folks yet but did say hello to the guy while he was busy adding several gallons of DEF to his tank, and I was carrying groceries into our coach. I will make it a point to strike up a conversation when I see him.

This morning we went grocery shopping, hitting both Sam's and Walmart. At 4 PM the campground hosted a "Welcome Back" meal for those of us who have returnees. There were around 100 people there. When we got back home we sat outside and enjoyed the evening.

Shortly after I took the photo our neighbors on the other side, who lived in Maryland prior to retirement and moving to Vichy, MO, were walking by. They  stopped, sat down and we visited for an hour or so.

God is good. I pray that He blesses you. He has blessed me.