Monday, May 20, 2013
Well, I am 365 miles and 774,445 steps into the journey. I just crossed into Idaho and it feels good to have covered some ground. Last night, Saturday, May 28th, I slept up in the mountains near Unity, Oregon at about 5,000 feet in elevation. It got a little chilly and felt good to get moving in the morning. I woke up and realized I was still about 60 miles from Vale, Oregon (which is near the Idaho border) and wondered how I would ever make it to Sunday Mass (gotta keep holy the Sabbath, right?). The third car that passed me pulled over and asked if I needed a ride. They brought me all the way to Vale and dropped me off at a Catholic Church as one came into view. Not knowing if I had missed Mass or not, I walked up to the entrance and found out that the only Mass that day was starting in 15 minutes... Every day of this journey has provided little miracles like this. After Mass a couple by the name of Rick and Jane asked me to come over for breakfast. Let's just say that this much needed breakfast, consisting of pancakes and bacon, was one of the best breakfasts I have ever had! They showed me around the farm and Rick walked me to the backroads to send me on my way. He gave me some wisdom for the road that was good to hear! I am very blessed to be able to say I have met the two of them. I want to thank them for their hospitality and generosity. They also have some friends that reside East of where they live and got me set up for a home-cooked dinner and a place to pitch my tent that night too! Thank you Paul, Joanne, and family! What a GREAT Sunday it turned out to be after waking up cold and wondering if I would even make it to Sunday Mass. This is how God surprised me on His day of rest.