My son has been having problems with his car recently – well, since we drove it across the country to move him here. It has almost 200,000 miles on it, so it wasn’t really surprising. He was hoping to make it last until he got his student loans paid off and then look at buying a new one. Unfortunately, it didn’t work out that way. He took it to the shop the other day and found that it would be thousands to fix. When he decided just to buy another car instead, the shop actually made him sign a liability waiver to drive it off. He found a car last night that he took home and we went to the dealership today to get the paperwork completed and turn in the old car. He drove the new car and I drove the old. I then realized how bad off the poor old car was. Even though it was only a couple of miles away, I was praying that I would make it safely. One of the brakes was metal on metal and it felt like the whole suspension was just going to fall out. I can’t even believe he drove it at all in that condition. I said a couple of prayers of thanksgiving that the vehicle got us safely across the country, and that my son was kept safe since then. It was sad to see the old car go – it served us well through high school, drivers ed, too many youth group events to count, to and from college and internships, and finally across the country. But while it was somewhat sorrowful, I was so grateful that my son had the resources to be able to get a new vehicle and that he would now be driving something safe.
I Found God today being grateful for safety.