“Today at 7AM, I woke up feeling ill, but decided I needed the money, so I went into work. At 3 pm I got laid off. On my drive home I got a flat tire. When I went into the trunk for the spare, it was flat too. A man in a BMW pulled over, gave me a ride, we chatted, and then he offered me a job. I start tomorrow.” Unknown
My husband, myself and our 2 dog babies live in a 5th wheel RV. It looks like this:
We used to have an older, smaller RV and when we moved to Colorado from San Diego four years ago, we had no idea what was in store for us. All we knew, was that God would provide as long as we obeyed.
I quit my full-time job working for an amazing Periodontist and my husband Jonathan, who had been working in Pennsylvania for the prior six months, finished up the work he had been out there for. We had only been married for one year missed each other desperately. He packed up and towed our RV to Colorado from Pennsylvania and parked it at my Uncle’s property which sits on about 2 acres of land.
He then drove to San Diego to help me sell most of our possessions and pack up the rest all of which fit in the bed of his pick-up truck as well as a flatbed trailer that we towed.
We prayed and trusted that Jonathan would find a job in Colorado and immediately he did! God answered our prayers and he started working in the oil field only 10 miles from my uncle’s house.
We lived in our RV on my Uncles property during those first few winter months without any running water. Then, after three months we moved to an RV park about 50 miles west and stayed there for 3 more months. Running water was a luxury to me after living without it but I still wasn’t comfortable there. The trailers were all scrunched together and there was no space to let our dog Keystone off the leash to run and play. I was content having running water and simple amenities like a laundry facility and a place close by to get groceries but it still wasn’t “home”.
Jonathan loved his job but we wanted to move closer to where he was working. We joined a waiting list to get into an RV Park which was in the perfect location, however the list was 30 people long. This was when the big Oil boom hit in 2012. After three months we got the call that there was finally a space open for us at the new RV park. We were so excited. We moved the next day and the thankfully, the weather cooperated.
When we pulled into our designated “space” at the new RV park, we were on the very last row of RV’s with an unobstructed view of the tree line and a creek. Just a short walk past the creek was the South Platte River where our Lab Keystone loved swimming and playing every day. It was picturesque. We were happy. We were in love and life was good.
Two years went by and then on the exact same day we both said that we wanted to move out of the RV park. There were too many people there, constantly coming and going. Their big diesel trucks were wearing on my nerves, especially when they would idle their engines in the early morning hours. It was not a coincidence that we both had the idea to get out of there at the same time. Jonathan’s job was going to be ending soon because of the fall of oil prices. We needed to cut as many costs as possible knowing that he could be unemployed for a while.
We asked my Uncle if we could move back to his property temporarily. He agreed and we moved that weekend. By this time, we had rescued another dog, a Dutch Shepard we named Harlow. My Uncle had lost his dog the previous year and I think he was glad to have our 2 dogs running around the property with plenty of room to run and play. We settled in, still with no running water but thankful to have a place to live and a roof over our heads. We were warm, had plenty to eat and we had each other.
Jonathan ended up getting laid off shortly after moving back to my Uncle’s property. By this time, thankfully, we finally had running water. A week later, my Dad called with news that he had Stage IV lung cancer. I urgently wanted to go see him. Had Jonathan still been working at that point, I wouldn’t have been able to fly back to San Diego to be with my Dad for a month. Had we still been living in the RV park, we wouldn’t have been able to afford for me to fly me back to San Diego to be with my Dad. While I was in San Diego, my Uncle had a health scare (he’s OK) which may not have been caught or even noticed had Jonathan still been working.
My point, after boring you with this long story, is that there are no coincidences. God puts us exactly where we need to be, exactly when we need to be there. He doesn’t promise that we won’t struggle in these places or have to deal with heartbreak. He does promise that He will never leave us. He promises that He will get us through whatever it is that is put before us. We need not be afraid, we need just to obey. We need to listen and obey. Keep praying, keeping asking and keep believing.
Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.