Last night, my mom and I had an in-depth conversation about God and His love for us! Whenever we have these conversations, they can come out of nowhere. It’s pretty amazing! Anyhow, we started talking and I told her, ” As I grow older it amazes me how God is just like a parent to us. Whenever I was younger I loved God and knew he loved me, but I felt like he was more of the friend that we all have, you know the one you talk to but not too often because you’re too busy being with your other friends, the ones with whom you are closer and spend most of your time! Now that I am older, I see God more as a parent figure especially since the passing of dad.”
Now, this past week my roommate turned 21 and I was invited to spend her birthday with her at her house, which is 4 hours away from mine. I started to get this weird feeling like I shouldn’t go. After a while, it went away. The night before, I got the same feeling and once again after a while, it went away. The morning of, I got everything together and left my house at about 11. I got to the end of my driveway and got that feeling, I pushed it aside and continued on my journey! I get about 10 minuets away from her house and my truck stops in the middle of the road. The gas, brakes, and steering wheel all quit working. I start to panic, but know I can’t. I call her and she says she knows where I’m at and will bring her grandpa with her to see if he can help in any way. After hanging up from her, I call my mom to tell her what is happening! She freaks out! I’m standing there in 100+ heat talking to my mom, directing traffic on a two-lane back road in Kentucky, praying, and in between cars, checking my truck out to see if I can find anything wrong with it. And, I thought I wasn’t a multitasker. After a few hours of praying, freaking out, crying, and praying, finally the wrecker comes and loads my baby onto the roll-back trailer. When everything settles down, including my nerves, I finally get a peace that settles over me. I come home Sunday and my Garmin doesn’t take me the way I came (the way I knew), then I get an hour away from home, on a road I haven’t been on since I was about 11 or 12 ( so 10 years), and my Garmin messes up. I pull over on the side of the road with the rain hitting my windshield and begin to cry and say I just want to go home. A movie couldn’t have portrayed it better. I sit on the side of the road for about 5 or 10 minutes, pull myself together, then it hits me that I can get directions on my phone. I did and turns out, I was on the right road. The storm just made my Garmin mess up. I calm down and I get home about an hour or so later. I’ve never been more happy to see my home and my family!
Through all that, I learned: NEVER go somewhere God doesn’t want you to go! And ALWAYS listen to your gut because that’s God trying to protect you, if you’ll let him. God is just like a parent, when He tells you not to do something, it’s not because He’s trying to be mean or He doesn’t want to see you happy. He’s just trying to protect you and watch out for you. If I would’ve just listened to Him, then I wouldn’t have had to go through such a scary time, and I would be 480.00 dollars richer! And God is so gracious. Even though I didn’t listen to him, He still watched over me. I still had a good time apart from all the nerve racking situations I got myself into!
I hope everyone got a little chuckle out of this but also took away the lesson I learned, that way you don’t have to go through something like that! Love ya’ll and God bless!