Nathan and I drove to Dallas on Tuesday, June 12, 2007. Nathan was going to go grade 4,000 “End of Course” exams. I was going to relax. My plan was to spend as much time as possible with my heavenly Father. I took a suitcase of various papers that had piled up at my house. I was thinking at some point I might open it while we were in the DFW area, but if not then it would still need to be tackled when I got home. On our way we made one stop. Nathan made the comment as we drove into the rest area 18 miles west of Weatherford. “I hope we don’t have to use the port-a- potties.” As I was getting out of our vehicle a man was removing a sign saying "Men Working". He told me we arrived just in time. As I went in I greeted another man who was coming out of the women’s restroom as I was going in. When I came back out of the restroom both the men had just finished putting the yellow ribbon around the pictured port-a-potties. I just had to share my joy and thankfulness to our wonderful Father in how He takes care of every detail in our lives.
