In our old RV park – there was a man that lived there named Chad. He could fix anything on an RV. He had fixed a couple of heaters on our old RV and replaced a mother board for one of them. We heard there was a man here, at this new RV park, who could fix stuff on RV's. We were calling him the new Chad and waiting for him to work miracles on our fridge.
“Yeah,” the new Chad told us, “your fridge is toast.”
Bummer. So we headed to Salina to look for a new fridge. The first appliance store we went to – we found a nice fridge – in our price range. The lady was telling us that all the kids going back to school had bought up almost all the fridges. We asked about the one we liked. “Sorry, we are out of those.” she said. My husband asked if we could buy the one on display. Nope. We asked if there was another store around. She gave us directions and we drove to the other store.
We were able to buy a similar one and drove it home. It was a lot smaller once we got it in the RV and emptied the cooler. The Lord reminded me that the prophets of old were lucky if they got a camel to travel across the desert and certainly didn't have anything like ice. I was suddenly very thankful with our new little fridge.
Another step accomplished.
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