07/06/2026
The Lippert Prayer:
(RV slide equipment mfg.)
Well now, Lordā¦
Itās us again.
Weāre standinā here in this campground with our hats in our hands, coffee in one hand, slide switch in the other, and faith thatās about to be tested.
Lord, weāve hooked up these RVs from Florida to Montana.
Weāve crossed deserts, climbed mountains, outrun thunderstorms, and backed into campsites folks said couldnāt be done.
But this mornināā¦
itās all in Your handsā¦
And Lippertās.
Father, You know these slides better than the engineers who built āem.
You know every wire,
every fuse,
every relay,
every hydraulic hose,
and every little gremlin that sneaks into that control box sometime after midnight.
Lord, when I mash that āRETRACTā buttonā¦
Donāt let me hear that awfulā¦
Clickā¦ clickā¦ clickā¦
Instead, let those walls come slidinā in like a calf headed to supper.
Keep us from that little orange light that starts blinkinā like itās laughinā at us.
Protect us from campground managers who start watchinā their clocks harder than a banker watches interest rates.
And, Lord, spare us from hearinā those famous wordsā¦
āWellā¦ it worked yesterday.ā
Now, Father, bless every RV repairman who truly knows his business.
But if one shows up carryinā one screwdriver, a flashlight with dead batteries, and enough confidence to fill Texasā¦
Give us grace.
And Lordā¦
If another dealership tells me to drive seventy miles down the interstate with my slide stickinā three feet into the next laneā¦
Please keep me Christian.
Help me answer with loveā¦
Even though my first thought probably aināt fit for Sunday school.
Bless these batteries.
Bless these motors.
Bless these gears.
Bless these hydraulic pumps.
And while Youāre at it, Lordā¦
Lay Your mighty hand on whoever programmed these control modules.
Theyāve been needinā prayer for quite some time.
When these slides finally come in, weāll holler louder than a cowboy at a cattle auction.
Weāll pull out of this campground with thankful hearts, no late fees, and enough money left over for diesel and a slice of pie.
And if things still donāt workā¦
Remind us that no matter where weāre stranded, thereās always another RVer nearby with a toolbox the size of a chuck wagon, three stories that start with, āThis happened to me onceā¦ā, and a willingness to help.
Thatās just the way You made this RV family.
We ask all these things in the name of the Greatest Carpenter who ever livedā¦
And all Godās campers saidā¦
Yeehawā¦ and Amen!
