Christmas in Texas

Now here is a divinely appointed timeline if I ever saw one. Aaron's boss at work was only willing to give him 3 days off for Christmas. Now this was going to be a problem since our plans were to drive to Texas for Christmas. We felt like it was so important to be there with family that we were determined to go even if that meant driving straight through, staying one day, and driving straight back. (It's a 23 hour drive!) Much complaining on our part and it threatened to ruin our Christmas. The best he could get was a short morning shift on the day before we were to leave. So we left at noon on Wednesday and arrived late afternoon on Thursday of Christmas Eve. About 6 hours of that drive was through a snow storm that blew through Texas eventually shutting down a portion of Interstate 20. Now get this...if we had left a day earlier, we could very well have been in the Arizona dust storm that shut down Interstate 8. And if we had left any later, we would not have made it through I-20 in Texas. God knew just when we needed to be leaving and was not going to let our complaining get in the way. (And we were much too busy complaining to be praying, so it's a good thing that so many others were lifting us up!) AND we stayed one extra day anyway to allow Aaron to see his good friend, James.)