Jesus Is The Bridge Ministries
My intentions were good, and the plan seemed simple enough. My daughter needed help, and we wanted to move near our grandchildren. After all, I was retired, and could live where I wanted. Besides that, I live in a mobile home, and mobile homes are supposed to be mobile, right?
Everything was all set -- or so I thought. We hired a hauler for our trailer, and after several delays, we set what I thought was a firm date for the move, from West Virginia to Kentucky. The trailer had to be emptied out, so we rented a U-Haul truck, and filled it up. So far, so good.
That Saturday morning it rained, hard, and the rained throughout the day. My drive and I got on the road with the truck, and I arranged for my daughter and wife to meet the hauler to pay the first part of his fee. That's when the trouble started. Not only did he renege on the original delivery date, because of the rain, but he refused to give any kind of delivery target at all. We wouldn't hire him without one, since the trailer could otherwise have sat there indefinitely.
As a result, we arrived in Kentucky with our furniture, while our mobile home stayed behind. Haulers were very scarce in our part of West Virginia, especially interstate haulers. We decided to look for one in Kentucky, and I contacted an old friend there who had contacts in the business community. He put me in touch with a hauler who agreed to do the job, but indicated he was very busy, and might not get to it for a week or two. That week or two eventually turned into a month.
Unable to afford an indefinite stay in motels, I contacted a niece in a nearby county, and she and her husband graciously agreed to take us in for a while. Before it was all over, though, we wore out our welcome with her husband, and were made to feel distinctly unwelcome. By that time, the trailer had made it to Kentucky, but not to the new location. The actual take down was very difficult, the worst our hauler had ever done. The trailer sat on the side of a hill, eight feet off the ground at the bottom. Unknown to me, the support columns had bee filled with concrete...
Finally, our trailer was moved in, and we returned our furniture and belongings. We had water and sewage, but no electricity. For the first week, a very hot one, we live without appliances, hot water, or air conditioning. As if right now, we still don't have regular phone service; it has been delayed, like everything else.
Many times I questioned my leading in coming to this new place, and my faith often wavered. At every point of extremity, though, God used one or more of his precious people to meet our need. The Devil can throw obstacles in our way, but, if we are faithful and obedient, God will always remove them.