Sunday Morning Surprise

Well, since Daniel was going to a friends house after church today, him and I drove separate. He took the motorcycle and I had my car.  He left a bit earlier the I did, but not by too much.  This morning I was serving on the Parking Team, which is a ton of fun.  I have to be at church for the parking team for just before 8:30 am.  As I was pulling out of the driveway (8:00am) I was debating if I should take the freeway route or the back road route (normal way) to church.   The instantaneous long debate in my head ended with take the normal way, the back roads - thank God!   I put some worship music on and went driving.   A little over 10 minutes into the drive I passed what I initially thought was someone riding a bicycle down a hill (which there were a lot of today), but as I drove on my mind came to focus and I realized that it was Daniel walking the motorcycle.  So I stopped, and backed up to him to see what the problem was.   Come to find out, he had a flat tire.

Normally that would be no big deal (relatively), he would just call his dad and get it fixed up.   However there were a few problems: 1) Jim went with Laura to pick up my mom in Detroit this morning and 2) Daniel forgot his phone at home.   Praise God that I "just happened" to be driving by at that moment, and Praise God that He told me to take the back roads to church!   So after a while of thinking, we agreed that the bike likely wouldn't legally fit in the back of my car.

Then we remembered that at the beginning of the year Daniel had put a bicycle tire pump in the trunk of my car, so we pulled it out and tried it.  It was broken with no pressure. So Daniel took it apart and re-put it back together again nearly half a dozen times trying to fix it.  Thankfully I had a pocket knife with a screwdriver in my car along with a flashlight and a magnet - all became very useful in this process.  Daniel had tried using my phone to call Jim & Laura, but neither of them seemed to have their phones one.  Neither did Leah pick up her phone, so we texted her (she didn't pick up because she didn't know my number and her phone was telling her that a call was coming from Peoria IL).   After I identified myself via text, she called and brought the horse trailer with her to church.

While we were waiting for her, we got a little bit of pressure coming out of the pump and pumped up the tire, only to have all the air leak out very quickly.  When Leah got their with the trailer, we loaded the bike into the trailer and headed off to church.

Oh, also I don't have the church's Parking Team Leader's phone number, so he had no idea why I never showed up pre-1st service.   I was suppose to be out in the parking lot by 8:30am, but I didn't get to church until nearly 9:20am.   All was well though, well almost all.  We found out later that while Leah was coming home the bike tipped over and broke a mirror.  Otherwise, all it well.