Diaper run at -20 Degress

Cinnamon was working all night and had our car. I was at home with all four kids for the night while Cinnamon was working 7PM to 7AM. Baby Clay had a stinky, and I was out of diapers.

It was then that I realized that we would have to make the 1 mile trek to Sobey's Grocery in
-20F on foot.

I put baby Clay in his carrier and put Anna on my shoulders. Had Grace and Ivy start walking and we went on our way to fetch the diapers.

They did not enjoy the cold. Grace is old enough now to realize that Daddy is an idiot sometimes. She, however, was sweet and didn't say what she felt.

We made it to the Sobey's and the kids were freezing. We bought the diapers and a snack and I decided to call a cab for our return trip. Grace smiled.

Ali was the cab driver. I had seen Ali before but could not remember where. Ali takes us home and I tell him about why we are in Fort Mac.

He is friendly, but quiet as I talk. He then sees where we live and perks up. He said, "You live here?" "Your the man who lives here?" "I know you, you helped me. I was cold on my first morning here, and you helped me. You scraped my windows when I didn't have a scrapper."

It was then that I realized that I had scraped this man's windows one day as I left my house walking to the bus stop. I stopped and scraped his windows with my newly bought scraper and then walked off. Ali said "We know you. We don't know your name. But we know where you live and we have heard how nice you are. We like you." By we, Ali was referring to the large population of African Muslim cab drivers in Fort McMurray.

Please pray that I would continue to shine the light of Christ in small, impactful, ways. Please pray that Ali and his friends would experience freedom and hope in Yahweh and that the Father would send workers for the African Muslim cab driver field.