About Perfect Peace ...
While Ruth and Herb were on the Mainland, we used their beige Volvo which had a nice cassette player, and a good collection of music in the car. On the long runs from Princeville to Lihue, we got so we knew every curve along the coast, and now, as I play our CD of "Perfect Peace Instrumental," I can picture the exact curve of the highway where I heard that song or arrangement the first time. Ah, "Perfect Peace, designed to help you focus your mind upon the Lord and bring you into a quiet haven of God's rest and reassuring peace."...Jeff Hamlin, Producer.
After our weeks of service at the B&B one winter, Herb and Ruth were driving us to the airport. The Volvo got very sluggish, began billowing smoke, and slowed to about 5 miles an hour, then quit altogether part way up a hill. Bob and Herb got out to look under the hood.
Very quickly, a pickup truck pulled up behind us. It was one of the Hawaiian pastors, and he had been going the opposite direction, but recognized the Volvo and saw the smoke, made a U turn and came to help. Something called a cataletic converter underneath the car was glowing bright red. Not a good sign.
Another friend of theirs recognized the Volvo, too, and stopped to see if he could help. Herb and Ruth arranged with the second man to get their car towed back to Princeville, and asked the first man to take us to Lihue to the airport so we wouldn't miss our connection to Honolulu. We tossed our luggage into the back of the pickup and enjoyed getting acquainted with another of God's servants on Kauai. And we made it in good time in perfect peace.
That was the last trip made by the beige Volvo. RIP.
posted by Doris @ 5:01 PM
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The RIP made me laugh out loud. Reminds me of when I tipped our VW bus on its side in Alaska, after hitting a stretch of black ice, when a girlfriend and I were on the way in to Fairbanks one day. Within 5 min., at least 4-5 cars/trucks had stopped, one of them being the landlord of the apt. we were living in. So he took all the stuff that was in our van to his home in Fairbanks, seeing as I'd totalled it, while another couple of guys let us sit inside the cab of their truck, while THEY hung out in the cold air outside while we all waited for the policeman to arrive on the scene. God surely was watching over us that day as well!
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