The day before my birthday, I had to take my truck into the shop because it was running very sluggish. I was upset. It is Christmastime, it was my birthday, and of course my truck has to break down. Just to make it memorable, the bill came to just under $1000. That is about $999 more than I have to spend on repairs, especially this time of year. What a drag. Thanks a lot, Lord.
Can you see the blessing in this situation? Neither could I- until I talked to the mechanic. My O2 sensor went out, causing the truck to pour fuel into the engine. This filled up the catalytic converter with unburned fuel residue. My spark plugs were not only coated with residue, but some were even damaged because they were the wrong size. The miracle was that my truck kept limping along for nearly a month with all these things wrong, and finally got me to the shop. I suspected there might have been some supernatural intervention that kept me going. Also, the starter went bad and had to be replaced. I almost laughed. This summer, the starter gave me trouble, and in particular nearly stranded me with my kids on a blistering day. We all sat in the parking lot and prayed for a miracle, and then turned the key again, and the truck fired up like a dream. It never gave me any more trouble until it was at the mechanic. Now I'm convinced I was running on the supernatural and gasoline for several months. Praise the Lord!
I'm not happy about paying $1000, but there again the Lord gave us assistance in the form of a timely loan from a good and generous friend. We live in a sinful world with disease, crime, and cars that break down. I'm so glad I have the Lord to call on when everything else seems to fail me. Can you imagine handling life alone? Sometimes we should look past our circumstances, and see the hand of God working on our behalf, especially in the middle of chaotic, stressful, or even tragic situations. It is usually through these situations God works to bring blessings into our lives. I know I will enjoy my blessing every time I turn my key and listen to the purring sound of my faithful truck.
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