Does it ever seem like life is an adventure? I know the usual adventures: weddings, having and raising kids, buying a new car or home and for sure family vacations. But, is it just me or do some of the simplest, mundane things in life morph into an adventure. Let me tell you about the latest.

Monday, I took the day off to take a lawnmower down to Stigler to have some work done on it. Then we went to pick up a couch in Porum and take it to south Oklahoma City (almost Moore) to my brother-in-law. Should be easy-peasy. Leave by eight and back by four… NOT!!!

Loading and unloading the lawn mower and then loading the couch was the easiest part. After securing the couch on the trailer, we took off. Just Jill, myself and the kids’ grandma, we’re all set and on our way. Then just outside of Okemah the blanket we had over the couch comes loose and is flopping in the wind. We were only 2 miles from the exit where we were stopping to fuel up and get something to drink. Truck stopped, blanket secured and we take off.

Then we hit the traffic off of I-240. Ever pulled a trailer that you can’t see in the rear mirrors in insane traffic? (Fun?) Oh, anyone know the address? I have only been there once and that has been a few years ago. I think we exit on Western… or was it Pennsylvania. I remember it was across from a big church. That was the conversation. This is going to be fun I thought to myself. (Truer words were never thought.)

“Okay we are on Western, it’s on like 88th street, or was it 85th street? It was near Penn, I remember that.” “Turn here and look for 88th.” Turn made, 88th street located and…nothing. Nope this is not it. “Go up a couple blocks and look for 85th.” Nope, not it either, because there is no 85th. (Did I mention I was pulling a trailer?) Finally, we found the house…on 82nd street. Unloaded couch. Grabbed a bite to eat and took off.

I had another stop to make. Wanted to find the Blue and Gold sausage factory. I wanted to check out the prices at factory verses the fundraiser prices. Also, I wanted to get some sausage and bacon. Got the GPS on phone giving me step by step instructions. AND…we ended up in a field out in the middle of I do not know where except that it was not the B&G factory.

I called the factory and a nice young lady answered, laughed and mentioned that this happens occasionally. She told me to go back to the main road and make a right, going west (emphasizing west twice). I would go to the flashing light and go north ¼ mile. Got it, we turned around and headed west to…back where we started.

Now, totally frustrated, I turn around in a gated community and try to figure out which way to go. The gated community is under construction and while I am sitting there construction vehicles line up and wait behind me. The traffic on the main road has picked up considerably since it is almost 3:30. (I still have a trailer behind me, too.)

I pull onto the road making the passengers squeal (I may have accelerated a little too vigorously entering traffic). We go east about 4 miles into Jones, see a flashing light, make a turn north and, yep, there it is, the B&G factory. We pull in, place order, cash out and in less than 10 minutes we are back in the truck heading home (still pulling the trailer).

Yep, the big adventure that we took lasted not the 8 hours planned but we got home around 7 making it 11 hours. What a day. Does this happen to any else, I ask again?

It was that way with Jesus. He taught along the sea shore and told Peter to put the boat into the deep to catch an unbelievable catch of fish. He stopped to rest in Samaria, asked a woman for a drink and turned an ordinary rest into an evangelistic event. Or, how about the two times He encountered a funeral. He turned a time of sorrow into a time of Joy. Then there was the teaching time with the disciples He ended up take a little boy’s lunch and fed 5,000 men. Probably my favorite was the time He was put in the grave, presumed dead forever, the women came on Sunday to finish burial preparation and found an empty tomb…a sorrowful graveside turned into a mysterious (but extremely joyful & adventuresome) resurrection!

It seemed that anywhere and everywhere Jesus went He turned the mundane into an adventure. Even the restoration of Peter came after a night of fishing that yielded nothing until Jesus shows up and tell them to cast net on other side of boat!

I think I will embrace the adventures and look for Jesus in the midst, where He is working? How about you?

Waiting for the Next Adventure, Bro. Tim