Inspiration can come from many places. I have had a few very bad days in a row concerning what Deb and I are having to deal with about her kidney issues. Last night on our way to watch our grandson play his football game we had a talk about some things concerning me and her disease and I told her that I have been doing a lot of thinking about a lot of things. When you drive a semi for 12 to 14 hours a day it gives you way to much time to dwell on life’s troubles and tribulations. I have broken down in the privacy of the cab of my semi tractor a number of times or the bed of my trailer and begged to God for answers and in the end I would just wipe my tears and shake my head, pick myself up and move on. You see my goal each and every day when I leave my home is to return to my home as quickly as I can so I can sit on our couch and hold her hand as we watch television or rub her feet. I used to get moved out of my seat by our cats when they were alive because they had tenure and how they loved sitting next to their momma. You see we bottle raised 4 of them at 2 weeks old when their momma died and we lost the last one just a few short weeks ago. She was 17 years old. But today, I broke down several times up in Gary Indiana, asked God what was the plan and if there was one and told him I was honestly having doubts. On my way home about 30 miles south of Gary Indiana a semi tractor trailer pulls along side of me and the drive holds up his CB microphone as he wants to talk to me. So I turn on my radio cause I am figuring I might have a problem with my truck or trailer, as in lights or tires or something like that. I said, “yes sir…how can I help you”. He says ” I just wanted you to know I fully support your sign on your tarp you have back there about your wife’s kidney issues. So we talked about it and I told him that I was totally doing all I could possibly do to find her a live donor cause it’s a 4 to 6 year wait for a deceased donor and dialysis is just not happening. I also told him that I got eliminated because of medication I take for arthritis and that I fully believed I was the one to help her. I told him that my faith was failing due to lack of reaction to my efforts. He said this….don’t ever give up faith….then another driver also said this….driver, I have seen your trailer and your tarp….tell your wife that there are prayers all over out here for her and you need to stay strong. Then out of the blue yet another different voice came out of the radio and told me that faith will be there when all else fails. Don’t ever give up ….never. I told him that he has no idea what goes on in my trailer and in the cab of my truck when I am alone….and that I will have faith until there is no need to have faith anymore. He said “Driver, you do whatever it takes for you to deal with this….we are all here for you. Well that’s all I could take….I broke!!!