Bruce had agreed to help complete my visitation to all 50 states by escorting me on a 200 mile (mileage one way) trip to New Orleans. The trip would cross through Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana…the last three on my list.
Unfortunately God did not intend that to happen. 120 miles into our drive we were on a six mile causeway over lowlands and marshy grass, when all daylight suddenly turned to night. The splat of large rain drops began and soon the wipers could no longer keep up with the water volume. I put on my hazard lights as I slowed down to keep the crawling pace of the car in front of us.
Bruce tuned into a local station whose announcer blurted out, “If you are in a vehicle, get out immediately and take cover…tornado warning!” Looking at the GPS and realizing that we had another five miles to go before the next exit, I began shifting my eyes over the railing to see how far of a drop it would be if we had to jump!...not a possibility!!! It was so dark that I was certain the tornado was near.
We made it to the next exit which happened to be a rest area. A State trooper was there and suggested that all those that were huddled under the structures eaves, “stay put until the storm passes!” Everyone complied and with that Bruce and I bagged the idea of traveling to New Orleans. When the weather lightened up, we began our journey back to camp realizing that the tornado had passed right where we had been! ...Thank you God for your protection!!!
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