Ok a little more about the Boca del Monte trip. One thing I didn’t say in the privious post was that the road to get up the the village are quite interesting. The area is very mountainous, and the road in and out really shouldn’t be called a road. We had about a 2 hour ride in a really tough Toyota 4 by 4 to get up to the village. It was lots of going up and down hills, with ruts so deep the trucks nearly bottom out. So anyway, we were coming down the mountain and everything was going fine. I was in the back of the truck, which had a cage on it kind of like a ladder rack, with like 9 other people. I couldn’t see where we were going because of the rack, and then all of a sudden we hit something and stopped. The truck didn’t move so we got out to see what happened. It turned out that the tie rod had come off on one side in the front, and the driver had no steering. What we ran into was a rock and bank just off the edge of the road. The scary thing is that 30 feet back there was no bank, just a drop off. Had the tie rod come apart a few seconds sooner we probably would have gone over the edge. (these are things you should never tell your parents)
Yeah…. So at the time it didn’t really bother me, but later as I was thinking about it, it kinda freeked me out. It was like postponed shock or something.
It was kind of a scary situation, but at the same time it let me see just how much God was watching out for us. I know that God is sovereign, and as long as He wants me alive and well on this earth, that’s exactly how I’ll be. God is in total control. Nothing slips by without Him knowing. Nothing gets by without His consent. We serve a good God and need not fear what may come. There’s a lot of peace in knowing that.