Arizona Highways

We arrived at Port Augusta early Friday (January 9th), stopping around 2:30 p.m. If there had been any other campgrounds within a couple hundred miles, then we would have loved to continue driving, but there were none, so we stopped and pitched our tent. We then went around town, saw the sites (that didn’t take long), and then headed back to our campground. When we got back to our campground we soon saw a camper’s worst nightmare: somebody had placed their tent within two feet of ours. Fortunately, it was only a small tent for a single camper, but we were admittedly a bit bothered. Of course, we didn’t say anything to the guy who had scooted into our space, but some of us (the guilty parties will remain anonymous) wanted to. At any rate, in the morning, I got to talking with the guy, and I soon learned that he was a lover of America. He was especially fond of Arizona (and, no, it was not John McCain). In fact, he even went to his car and retrieved one of those Arizona Highways magazines. He also showed us pictures of various places that he had been in Arizona, including Monument Valley. He said that once he had gone to America, he saw no reason to explore Australia until he was done exploring America. Before long, we were showing him pictures of our recent trip to Alaska and we were discussing some future adventures for him. Before our conversation ended, we had breakfast together and we exchanged CDs. He gave us an Australian country singer’s CD and we gave him a copy of Sanctuary. We invited him to come to the bible study group that we have been attending on Saturday nights, which happens to be close to where he lives in Sydney, and invited him to come listen to me speak at CC Sydney the following day. We parted ways, ever so happy that we had not voiced our complaints about how close he had put his tent to ours. Come to think of it: who has God placed in your way recently? Could it be that He has done so for His purposes?