This last week has been an adventure. Last Tuesday (9/19) shortly after feeding the sister missionaries I was driving to the church for our Relief Society meeting. I made that last turn (Easton to N. Lake Highlands drive) and I hear this 'clunk' in the suburban. I push on the gas and I get no response. I was able to coast to the turn lane that would allow me to pull into the church parking lot before I couldn't go anymore. I was able to get help to get it into the church parking lot. We were able to do our first aid kits at RS and then I was able to get a ride home. My boss towed the suburban to a mechanics shop to be looked at.
While the suburban was in the shop, I had many people help get the kids to and from school and church. On Wednesday after getting home from dropping the kids off, I saw that Kristen had forgotten her lunch. Angela and I started walking to the school. We were picked up about halfway to the school and were able to get a ride the rest of the way there and back. Thursday, Angela and I walked to Walmart(round trip of 2 miles) for a few groceries we needed. Then Monday, Angela wanted to walk to the office(maybe a mile and a half away). So we started walking. We made it to Walmart before we got picked up and taken the rest of the way there.
Through all of this it helped me to contemplate on some things. Over the course of the week, Angela and I walked probably about 6 miles(2 of those was going to Auduban park with the other kids as well). But with our ancestors, when they came across the plains, they walked or were in the wagon. When they got settle, if they had to go anywhere, it was usually by walking(or by horse). It helped me to think about how there are some people today who would Love to be able to just get up and walk, but can't.
I am so grateful for the tender mercies and help that I received.
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