As planned, I left Omaha at 4 on Sunday afternoon. I was going to drive about 125 miles north to Vermillion, SD, to spend the night at a friend's house.
I decided to stay off I-29 ... going through Sioux City, 90 miles north of Omaha, when the flooding last year had ruined so much of the highway, the road repairs were insane.
I have taken the other highways to Vermillion before, and decided that would be good. Lots of hills and farms and lovely views. Thought it might be a good way to rest and just enjoy the driving on gentle curves, instead of the straight, straight, straight I-state.
The Lord had dropped words into me a number of times about this long-time trip to the NW and back. He indicated a number of joyful and interesting events would occur. However, I had no idea that by 5:30 the first mind-blowing gift would land in my life.
I had driven about 65 miles on this side highway and decided to pop off the road at a scenic overview I've stopped at many times over the years. It is on the Omaha Indian Reservation and has a view of Missouri River.
When pulling into the parking area, I saw a pickup truck and a couple men standing to look down at the Missouri River. Rarely seeing anyone in all these years when I've arrived, I was momentarily hesitant, but decided it would be fine. If the Lord doesn't say "Don't", I do.
Turned out that one man was the step-father of the other one. The younger one, in his 20s, has lived only about 4 blocks from my house!! The dad lives a few miles away. BUT we had a discussion about spiritual warfare, when the Lord may return, what we need to do to help others prepare for the failure of our nation that could be heading down the track right now, and on and on. I have his phone number and ministry info pamphlet. In 15 minutes we covered all this. And blessed and thanked each other for serving the Lord.
I could never have expected this. [Who would??]
Here's a hint:
