|the weird black line is the reflection of the steering wheel - I promise I was stopped when I took this picture|
Today I was able to deliver some food to a family in need.
I had to drive out to Cusseta, and then keeeeeep driving. The house was about 20 miles from ours, deep in the backwoods of Georgia.
The woman gave me her address and told me that if I plugged it into the GPS, I should find it easily.
Well, the map told me right where to go, just not that I would need a four wheel drive to get there. Their abode was about a half mile down one of the worst roads I've ever driven on.
It was a good reminder to me how blessed we are in so many ways.
And it made me realize that I take asphalt for granted.