As Far As Brunswick

Driving two days from Londonderry, New Hampshire has brought us through rain, fog, dark skies, and highways coursing with vehicles like corpuscles in arteries. These notes come to you from a hotel room in Brunswick, Georgia, with approximately 400 miles remaining between us and our destination.

Approaching The Fog.

Many a spectacular vista was unable to strut its stuff.

Trees looking left and right, trying to figure out where the countryside went.

A story:

This evening in Brunswick Carol and I went for a take-out supper but stopped first to re-fuel the car. Getting the gas pump here to digest data on a Canadian credit card grew complicated and my frustration was noticed by a young lady who approached and offered to help. I assumed she was an employee. I thanked her and said I had finally got it to work.

I noticed she was with an older woman putting gas in her car behind mine. Their grooming and the kindness made me wonder if they might be JWs. I thought of offering them a JW.org business card. Just as I replaced the pump handle the young woman returned to offer me a tract. I thanked her very much for her additional kind gesture and told her I already had a good supply in the trunk of my car. She looked confused so I explained I was also a Witness.

Within seconds Carol was out of the car, the older sister came over, and there was a hug-fest at the gas bar.  Naturally, I took a photo ...

Meeting Family in Georgia

From left to right in the above photo: Santina, Carol, and Nyra. We all got acquainted, traded experiences, and exchanged contact information. When Carol told Nyra I was an elder she wanted to arrange for me to give a talk in her hall. Not likely, but I thanked her for being such an encouraging sister. Nyra studied with Santina who was baptized in April of this year.

Isn't it an amazing thing that total strangers who never even saw one another before become instant and joyful family on the basis of mutual love for Jehovah God?