Friday, March 30, 2007 (Part B)
The sun was going down. Soon darkness would intensify our problem. It
was now 6:00 pm. We passed a herd of cattle, another small village,
but no pavement and no town. We passed a village named Taguile and another
village Tchaiwa. Huge, overloaded trucks swaggering to and fro passed
us, engulfing us in a cloud of dust.
The driver seemed to be driving with abandonment. It seemed we had been
riding forever. My mind wondered away for a moment to home and yesterday
and plans for the future. For a moment, I forgot about the road. It
was a delightful diversion. Then my mind returned to the road and still
no pavement and no town.
Now we were at another security checkpoint, Bokoro and “PAVEMENT,”
thank God. How wonderfully soft and smooth the ride now. Good Samaritans
#2 was waiting on the side of the road. At 6:40 pm, we pulled up to
the fire-fixing place. It seemed we had been on the road forever.
Bokoro is mostly market. We had stopped here coming down. It is dusty
and dirty with everybody selling something. But it never looked better
to me. We purchased water, guava juice and sodas while we waited for
the tire to be fixed. When both tires were ready, one on the car and
one spare, we were ready to hit the road again. It was now 7:15 pm.
As we speeded down the highway, thinking that we would make it home,
then at 8:50 pm, another flat tire. It was the right front tire. The
tire that was just got fixed.
It was now 9:10 pm, when the tire was fixed with the help of a passerby
trucker. We had to push the car again. At 9:51 pm, we stopped for oil
and at 10:15 pm, we had another flat. The driver had hit a hole in the
road. There was something strange about it. I had predicted another
flat just before it happened. It was as if God was preventing my leaving
Chad that night. I had already prepared psychologically for missing
the flight. I had written the press statement so I was not too disappointed.
I felt sorry for the people in New York who would show up at the airport
anticipating my arrival. And, for loved ones whose anxiety levels would
There must be something big and long ranged God had in mind that made
it necessary for us to go through these changes, I mused. I remembered
a line in the old song we sing in church, “Farther along….
we will understand it better bye and bye.”
We could still make it, if someone came along and let us use his spare
as others had done and we go straight to the airport, and if the plane
is delayed. But whatever happens; I was resigned to any eventuality.
I didn’t even want to chose or express any desire, I decided to
let God work out the plan.
Around 10:30 pm, Yahya and I agreed we would miss the flight. We agreed
it was all so very strange. “1,2,3 flat tires, yes, but 10 or
11 who would believe such a thing,” said Yahya. I nodded and mumbled,
“Yes you are right, but I have written the record, minute by minute,
as the drama unfolded.”
We discussed contingency plans. There was a flight tomorrow, Saturday
the 31st. Then, the next flight would be Tuesday, April 3rd. I would
have to make a decision whether to leave tomorrow, Saturday or Tuesday.
So, we let it rest there. We decided we would discuss it later. I thought
to myself, hours ago, I was wishing for the pavement, thinking that
our tires would not be damaged as they had been on the bumpy hard road.
Yet, we had had two (2) flat tires already. One of the flats was the
tire we had just fixed. As I finished making my journal entries, the
driver came to my seat, pulled the lever, pushed the seat all the way
back so now I had a bed. He motioned for me to lay back. I readily obeyed.
I stretched out in the seat and so spent my third night in the car,
in the vast, mysterious Continent of my fathers and mothers.
It was now 12:15 am all my companions had laid their blankets on the
ground and their snoring told me they were fast asleep.
I drifted off to sleep wondering what would tomorrow bring. How would
I call my family?? It was a beautiful, quite, soft evening. The air
was fresh – a delightful freshness. There was a pleasing fragrance
with a touch of sweetness. I felt contended. I was where God wanted
me to be. A favorite scripture of my mother, which had become my favorite
too, came to mind, "For we know that in all things God works for
good for them that love the Lord and for them that are the called according
to His purpose.”
We were only 30 miles from the airport. Had we left Abecha earlier,
or if there would have been continuous driving, each brother taking
a turn, and even I was prepared to drive, we might have made the flight.
But it wasn’t to be, I was satisfied that God’s will was
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