Ok, so here's a twist for you. This isn't Mellie, it's the other half. I have no idea if that's what we're called, but it definitely isn't the better half. So I'll just introduce myself...hi, I'm Trent, the guy with the best souvenirs on the planet. Some bring back T-shirts, some bring back shells from the beach. Newp, I brought back an RV. It didn't fit in my luggage so I had to drive it. Which, in retrospect, is a good thing since the airlines routinely lose my bags anyway. I can't imagine having to explain to my wife that U.S. Air lost the RV...it should be shipped here by next Thursday...ya, that'd go over well.
At any rate, I drove our new vehicle back the 1200 miles from Houston to our lovely abode...without a stitch of RV driving experience. Aren't you glad you didn't see me on the road? Maybe you did, as maybe you're the guy that was hiding in my blind spot when I tried to make a lane change, and I almost ran you off the road. Oops, sorry, if that's the case. Now I know why I always hear my dad (the truck driver) complain about small cars playing hind-and-seek in his blind spot. (No cars were clobbered in driving the RV home, if you're curious).
You may be wondering why we have this new RV. If that's the case, I'll tell you. If it's not the case, I'll tell you anyway. The wife and I have been mulling over the thought of selling the house and traveling in an RV across the country, following my jobs. I travel pretty much everywhere, and Mellie could just hop into the RV and go with me where ever my jobs take me. Pack the dogs, pack a lunch, and hit the road. I was a good plan, until the house tax value came back. Poof, plan go buh bye.
That's ok though, because near the beginning of the RV planning, a God-thought popped into my head about an RV outreach/ministry. It involves traveling to where ever my jobs are and bringing God's love to God's people in whatever way we can. Cooking food and passing it out for free, helping out at soup kitchens, clothes/food drives for shelters and orphanages, helping out at natural disaster sites. Whatever opportunities God gives us is what we can do. We don't need to live on the road full time to be able to help when ever the opportunity arises. All we have to do is be willing to do it.
There's a bit more to the plan than what I've described above, but that's the start of it. Where it leads us only God knows, but I for one am up for the adventure. Besides, if we travel a lot, maybe one day I'll finally figure out what that little red switch on the driver's side door actually does...
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