Why is it that I have a tendency of forgetting that God is God and will show up to awesome things? That's a question I've been pondering lately. You see my heart knows that to be true. It's my head that has a hard time remembering that.
There really is a reason behind my questioning this week. Last Thursday evening, I was on my way to my best friend's house when my car hesitated, pretty much stalled out on me, and felt really sluggish. So later that evening, we managed to get it to the mechanic. I called them the next day to tell them what had happened. My mechanic has seen every vehicle my family owns, sometimes multiple times, over the last ten years or so. Anyway, he couldn't find anything wrong with my car. So I go and pick it up, then go to the bank, then stop for gas. Then my battery dies. My brother was able to meet me and jumpstart my car. He then followed me to AutoZone for a battery. Once it was replaced, I went about the rest of my day. I had no problems driving my car for the rest of Friday, all day Saturday, all day Sunday, or even to or from work on Monday.
Then as I was leaving a customer's house after a product delivery, the car started doing the exact same thing it had done on Thursday. Only this time, the oil light came on. I was close to a Walmart, so I managed to get it there. For an oil change. Only once there, the guys couldn't start it. Then when they did get it started, it was shaking and trying to go backwards or not accelerating at all. Needless to say, I called AAA. My mechanic had told me on Friday that if it acted up again to take it directly to the dealership. I'm a little hard of hearing at times. I should have listened. Triple A comes and gets me, and we get the car towed to the Ford dealership near me. The tow truck driver had to shift the car into neutral in order to get it started at all. I'd already called Ford and told them the problems. The gentleman I spoke with instructed me to put everything to his attention. I pretty much was fighting tears at this point. Because I was feeling rather helpless. Mom comes and picks me up at the dealership. She loaned me her truck for a few days.
I get a call from the dealership on Tuesday saying that they've moved it into one of the garage bays. Shortly after that, I received an email from Mom. She told me to read 2 Samuel 22. She'd been praying that God would take care of it. So was I for that matter. But still. It's so hard to let go and completely trust. When I had a chance, I read 2 Samuel 22. I've pasted it here.
Why did Mom ask me to read this passage? Because it talks about trusting in the Lord. And that was something I certainly needed to learn this week. I realize that I may not have the physical enemies that David had. But I KNOW I have spiritual ones.
So Tuesday and Wednesday went by. I'm driving mom's truck to work. She is driving the Saturn. I was teaching a PowerPoint class on Thursday, and I'd just dismissed my students for lunch when the dealership called.
The same service technician I spoke with on Monday called to tell me that he had good news. My transmission control module was shot. My thought was how is that good news? He then went on to explain that it was covered under a warranty that I didn't know I had. The car was repaired and ready for me to pick up. And the cost - absolutely nothing! I felt the tears come to my eyes again. Tears this time of joy. Because I'd just had another lesson that when I sit back and allow God to do something, He responds in a way that leaves no doubt that it could be anything else but Him. I called Mom. Told her the news. Then emailed my Small Group.
When we arrived at the dealership after I got off of work, I also found out that this particular repair was also part of a recall. I said that I'd not gotten anything from Ford yet about this, and he told me it was a recent one - within the last few weeks. He also said I'd probably get a letter, but the problem has already been repaired.
So I learned (once again) that God's got this. I just have to remember to trust Him. I can promise you that this will be a lesson that I will need to learn over and over again. I'm a little hard headed and it takes a bit for things to sink through at times.
One of the biggest things about this whole situation is that I was in Dallas at the end of July. God knew all of this was going to happen. And if we had been driving my car instead of a sister consultant's car, then there was a VERY good chance that one the battery would have died and that two the transmission problem would have occurred either in Dallas or somewhere between Houston and Dallas.
But one thing I learned at my conference was Grace. We have been given grace, and so we need to show grace. And while I can see that this will be a learning curve for me, because I know I'm still learning. I'm one of those people who have to learn SOME things several times before it sinks in. I am working hard on remembering that I can trust God to be God and for me not to worry. Because after all, Jesus tells us not to worry about tomorrow. Yet I do anyway.
Maybe I need to commit 2 Samuel 22 to memory. I think that may help.