We now have the motor home back after having a structural issue investigated, the roof raised, and new windows installed. The old windows couldn’t open while moving, but they were a great way to get big items loaded into the motor home because they could be unlatched and swung fully open. After having the roof raised on the bus, we needed to put everything back inside so it would be ready for our upcoming trip.
Doesn’t look like “home sweet home on-the-road” yet.
All the bus “ole timers” tell us that removing and replacing the windshield is a quick and easy job. You just peel off a piece of rubber and then lift out the glass. Then the new one goes in, just as easily. Well, it’s easy once you know it.
Monday we gathered for the big event, and a friend wanted to come over to watch the “show.” With no little effort we were finally successful in getting the glass out so the loading process could begin. We were relatively pleased with the progress and anticipated a reasonable conclusion.
We need more tools. This isn’t going like it was supposed to!
Working on taking the windshield out.
Out comes the windshield.
Feeding Uriah our furniture.
Still hungry for more.
We are so very grateful to have a refrigerator finally after using a cooler for so long.
Once all the large items were in, we began the process of putting the glass back in. Unfortunately, it didn’t go back in as smoothly as everyone had said it would. We tried and tried to get the glass edges to fit back into the rubber gasket we had just taken it out of. It became obvious that it needed to be slid in with a bit of force.
As the collective muscle force was applied to push a resistant glass into position, there was a loud “pop,” and we all stood there looking at a poor imitation of a windshield.
Well that was Monday and the only thing to do was begin the search for another windshield on Tuesday. We also were taking the bus in on Tuesday to a bus line that was going to do a bit of work for us, and I was hoping they would have a windshield.
Dropping Uriah off, we found out that they didn’t have a windshield, and so I began phoning other local sources. Thankfully, again, the Lord provided. A brother who owns a coach line had a windshield he would sell us, and he was only an hour away.
However, one other problem is that our family has a Honda Civic, and transporting new glass would be impossible unless I strapped it to the roof. Hmm. I wasn’t “brave” enough to try that so we needed to borrow Grandad’s older car that has a huge trunk. Off John and I went to pick up the glass and deliver it to the shop where it would be installed.
“But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus” (Philippians 4:19). Thank You, Lord Jesus.
In Christ Jesus,
Steve
