God is continually active
in our daily lives whether we are aware of it or not. HE is a behind-the-scenes
guy. For instance, last week two "out of the norm" incidents happened to me. The
first dealt with my car tire adventure which I had mentioned on a Facebook
post. What I want to share now is “the
rest of the story”. J
When my first tire went flat, I was about 20 miles
from home on a less traveled road on my way to Garden City to do some
shopping. Of course, my first reaction was to contact Larry, my husband. I felt
badly about calling him because he was still recovering from his knee
replacement surgery. Although he was now more mobile, he still had more
recovery to go. However, he said he would be there as soon as he could.
Meanwhile, as I waited in the car, I noticed my cell
phone beeping because the battery was low. Fortunately, the charger I kept in
the car worked when I plugged it into the cigarette lighter. (The lighter
hadn’t worked recently.) I thanked God that it worked so I could have a source
of communication. I decided to relax and to appreciate the fact that it wasn’t
snowing like it was in other parts of the state.
Several vehicles passed. One stopped. Inside appeared
our country neighbors to the west of our farmstead. Tom asked if I was okay. I
told him about the flat so he began to help me. However, the car was too low
for the jack to fit under it, and Tom didn’t have any tools with him to lift up
the car. I told him Larry was on his
way and thanked him for the attempt.
After they left, I realized God had provided me with
friendly faces of encouragement. And
soon after their departure Larry arrived so I wasn’t alone very long. Larry took off the tire and reached for the
donut replacement, but he discovered that the tread on the donut had a
nice-sized chunk missing. He thought it
would blow out before we made it home. He was right. I had gone a few miles
when it blew. Consequently, we left the car in a field and drove home to hook
up a trailer. While we were loading the
car upon the trailer, a red pickup drove past. Soon after, I heard my phone,
but by the time I found it through my layer of clothes, I had missed the
call. I listened to my voicemail, and
the owner of the red pickup was another farm neighbor who had recognized Larry and my car so he was checking on us. For me,
that was another incident of God overseeing His children in distress. When Larry and I had finally reached home, we
were pooped, and Larry’s knee needed a rest. We decided to take the car to town
the next day.
Early in the morning we arrived at the tire shop. When the tire repairman looked over the
situation, he informed us that a third tire wasn’t good. Oh my, did I ever feel thankful. If the first tire hadn’t gone flat, I would
have never known about the donut’s tread or the other bad tire. God had
prevented a more dangerous situation from happening by one flat tire.
Now, to more of the story…after leaving the car at the
tire shop, Larry and I drove to Garden City so I could complete the shopping I
had planned the previous day. (Birthday presents for two grandsons – need I say
more? ) J Anyway, Larry also wanted to leave his new
laptop at Staples to have a couple of programs downloaded which would take
several hours.
Lunch time arrived so we ate at KFC. After our meal,
we drove to another computer store to check on something Larry needed. I stayed
in the pickup, but it wasn’t until we returned to Staples that I missed my
purse!! L Good grief, Gertie….I had FORGOTTEN my purse
at KFC!!! I immediately began praying that it was still in the chair where I
had set it or else some nice, thoughtful person had found it and had turned it
in to the management. On the way to KFC, I wasn’t quite to the panic point but
close. Even before Larry had the pickup
parked, I was reaching for the door handle.
I rushed inside and turned to the table where we had eaten. There, in the chair tucked under the table
sat my beautiful purse, containing my life’s history!!!! J J I felt so relieved and I do think my purse
was relieved too! J I left KFC thanking God silently and
repeatedly for His protection, not only for our lives but our possessions as
well!
Now, dear readers, this was the “rest of the story” of
how God was actively involved in these back to back occurrences in my every day
walk, not by any dramatic or miraculous deed but through a thoughtful husband,
concerned neighbors, an alert tire repairman, and a chair pushed underneath a
table. Take note, HE is there for you, too!!
“You who fear the LORD,
trust in the LORD; He is their help and their shield.” Psalm 115:11
