The day before we were to head out on the open road for the first time in our (new to us) fifth wheel we decided to make another practice run. This time, in addition to fully unhooking from the site and hooking up to our truck, we decided to leave the relative safety of our RV Park and hit the highway. This allowed us to not only get a feel of turning, as we’d done before, but also to check out highway speeds, accelerating up hills, and the decelerating back down. It had gone fine. I guess.
No. Honestly, it had made me tense. Already an anxious person, when we got going down the road I became acutely aware of every bump and jostle. Each groan of the engine made me wince, and I worried about things I thought I’d already settled my mind about. I began rechecking specs on our truck, performing calculations with abbreviations like GVWR and GCWR, growing more confused and anxious by the minute. The thing was, I knew our truck could handle it. We had gone over it before we even purchased the truck, choosing one we knew wouldn’t limit what RV we chose. We’d gone through it again before purchasing the fifth wheel we bought. Seeing the high number in my owner’s manual of what my truck could pull didn’t ease my mind. I just started worrying about things like hitch pin weight. Whatever that is.
I knew it was just my heart getting the best of me. I was all up in my feelings, as they say. I’ve discovered each day for me is a battle with the flesh. Being a very emotional person, each day I have to decide whether to be guided by my feelings, or the truth. The truth said God was for us, He was our protector, and I had nothing to fear. I woke the morning we were to depart determined to not let my fear get the best of me again, like it had the day before. I read about God’s promises to Joshua, and I knew they were promises for me too. We were on a journey God had given us.
As I showered and dressed my husband read his own Bible, and when I came into the living room he shared the verse he had simply opened his Bible to that morning.
Ezekiel 11:22
Then did the cherubims lift up their wings, and the wheels beside them; and the glory of the God of Israel was over them above.
“The glory of God is over us today.” My husband told me. “Cherubims will be alongside our wheels,” he smiled.
We both worked together that morning in good spirits, we headed out of our neighborhood for the last four months right on time, and we readied our minds for the adventure ahead. But just yards before pulling out of our RV Park my husband spoke, almost like an afterthought.
“I wanna check everything one last time,” he explained.
I sat in the passenger seat as he walked around our fifth wheel, and minutes later he returned.
“You wouldn’t believe it,” he said. “There’s a nail in the fifth wheel tire.”
I jumped out quickly to go look with him, and together we stood on the roadside, in the blazing Orlando sun, staring at shiny metal staring back. Another dually, complete with family, came up beside us.
“Y’all need some help?” The stranger asked. Another fulltime family, by the looks of it.
The three of us assessed this odd nail. It had just recently stuck into the tire, but most of it had bent, nestling itself in between the tread. At closer inspection it appeared to have not yet pierced the rubber deeply, but sat in such a way that continued driving would push it farther and farther into the tire. The consensus of us travelers chose to pull it out right then and there. To drive on the nail no further. So that’s what we did. If a tire was going to go flat we wanted it then rather than later. We couldn’t hear air escaping or see it when we sprayed it with soapy water, so we said a prayer, a farewell to our fellow traveler, and roamed on.
I kept the nail. It broke in half when we pulled it out, deep enough to require pressure to remove, but not so deep that any damage was done. We knew, though, that had it stayed in, it would have.
The guy who had surveyed the situation with us had asked my spouse, “how did you even see that thing?!”
But we knew how. He had stopped for a reason. We were not alone on our road trips, and I’m not talking about the kids in the backseat. God’s glory was all around us, and His angels surrounded us. His peace flowed in our hearts, our tire remained taunt over the hundreds of miles, and His love for us was ever evident. His love didn’t mean we wouldn’t get nails in our tires, but it did mean He would never leave us. And that was the best travel reassurance I could get.
Ruthie says
All I can say is “Wow! God!”
brieann.rn@gmail.com says
Good all the time!
Jenny Kovacic says
Wonderful affirmation! I too found Angels beside our wheels when I prayed for ‘no rain’ on a trip. It rained. I was annoyed and scared until my husband, driving, told me that some intensely hot rubber had started to peel off the two back retreaded tyres and what a blessing the rain was as it kept the tyres cool long enough to reach a town for repairs. Mysterious ways indeed!
brieann.rn@gmail.com says
That’s awesome!
Dave says
Well, I have towed trailers a good bit & I know it was a great relief to find the nail hadn’t penetrated the tire completely! The worst we experienced was on an almost new travel trailer we bought several years ago & towed it to the mountains of NC! We were about 10 miles from our campground & I noticed smoke coming from a tire! The wheel had locked up due to a bolt coming loose falling into the drum brakes causing the lockup with the tire dragging! The good Lord lined us up with a great RV place nearby to repair it & check all the wheels! So inspect, inspect & inspect again! Apparently in assembly someone didn’t tighten that one bolt which caused us the grief! Happy trails to y’all!
brieann.rn@gmail.com says
Thank you! We have created a checklist and tightening lug nuts is on it. 🙂
Lisa Pierce says
Wow Brie! This brought me to tears. I am so thankful your husband listened to that still small voice that said check again. I keep you and your family on my daily prayer list for travel mercies.
Thanks for this inspirational post of Gods love and protection for His children.
brieann.rn@gmail.com says
Thank you so much! Your prayers mean the world to me.
Lisa Pierce says
You’re very welcome Brie. It is a blessing to be able to pray for others.