I drove a 2001 Acura.
It wasn’t pretty anymore.
It had a hole in the bumper from where I ran into a pick up trucks trailer hitch.
There was dried paint on the leather seats and the carpets were not spotless.
I liked my car.
It was paid for and since I work at home, I stay home more than I go. My car worked for me.
However this car failed me.
I drove 2 hours south to stay for a few days taking care of a friend who was having surgery.
I was within 1 mile of the exit and my car decided to not continue. I was in the center lane and I was able to maneuver to the safety of the side of the road.
Back up 5 minutes……
He was traveling on I75 just like me except heading north.
We were chatting about our day.
I said “I’m passing the Outlet mall.”
He said “so am I!”
We chatted some more.
3 minutes and my car was not right.
Me: “My car is acting weird. I need to get off the interstate.”
Him “I’m going to the next exit and turn around. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
Stress is your car dying in I75 during rush hour traffic.
Stress is not knowing what the outcome will be. However, it’s a car and cars will either be fixed or they will not.
Stress is handling situations alone. I could have handled the situation alone. However I didn’t have to.
He made me feel safe. He cares for me and looks out for me. He is my protector. He allowed my husband to be 5 minutes from me during a stressful situation when we live 2 hours away from home.
He is God
I’m grateful for a God who knows me better than I know myself. He knows my next steps and I’m ok with that. I have to tell myself often that “He’s got this” and I’m sure that won’t change.
What today will you allow Him to have?
He’s got this.