A Shelter in the Time of Storm

[A MOTORCYCLE STORY - from our Recent Vacation of 4,092 miles]

On Monday, July 18, we left the Hudson family reunion in Port Huron, MI and headed NORTH to be with our sons and grandchildren in the Upper Peninsula. Just south of Bay City, on M15

Ken knew a storm was brewing in the near distance. He was watching the clouds and sensing the wind as it became cooler and stronger. THEN he noticed the corn stalks bending deeper as the wind increased and he knew we needed shelter – it looked like a strong storm front was coming thru. There were no gas stations or stores in sight.

Ken pulled into a driveway leading to a barn. His plan was to get the bike to the side of the barn that would get the least wind and rain. But he quickly saw that it was impossible to get to the other side of the barn. He told me to quickly get the rain gear on. Ken turned the knob to the little barn door, and found it UNLOCKED. He quickly told me to come in. We finished getting our rain gear on inside this machinery barn and listened to the strong wind and the pouring rain.

Ken knew we needed to move our bike….as he watched our bike get less and less steady on the dirt driveway. SO, we headed out into the rain to move the bike to the grass instead of the water soaked dirt. Then back into the barn, where we waited another 30 minutes for the rain and wind to wane down.

When Ken thought it was safe, we carefully got back on our bike, and road by the farm house….but NO ONE WAS HOME, so we were unable to thank them for the use of their barn. I prayed that God would bless them, whoever they were, for the needed shelter their barn provided for us.

BUT I thank God most of all for a wise husband who was looking out for us, and protecting us from harm.

So much like our Heavenly Father who is a Shelter in the time of Storm.