Today's the day!

Our vehicle had been at the garage for over a week. They replaced the sensor. Hopefully, it will start now every time. My husband had told me to run it several times before we pick him up at the airport.

This morning I made a run to town with only one stop. I did think about it that when I went to start it, it acted kinda slow. I came home, shut off the engine, tried to start it, NOTHING. Just a grunt like it wanted to start but couldn't. What to do? I wasn't too worried. If worse came to worse, I could just call the garage to come tow it.

I did the only thing I knew how. PRAY! I tried to start it a few more times and it would not turn over. So I decided to vacuum brush the dirty interior. A little less than an hour passed. I jiggled some wires. And prayed again.

While I was vacuuming, it was like God reaching down, whispering in my ear saying, "Here you have been fretting. I know you need to leave in a few hours, but I'm trying to teach you something. I could have left you sit at the airport, at the grocery stop on the way, but here you are, sitting in your own driveway."

Gratefulness swept through my heart! I could have vehicle problems away from home, but I was sitting in my own driveway. I began thanking the Lord and worshipping Him!!!!

I prayed again, asking God to show me what to do. "And Lord," I prayed, "if it's Your will, then please start this vehicle." Praise His Holy Name. He started the vehicle.

I drove it to the garage and traded it out again with our truck. I'm very grateful my parents taught me to drive a stick-shift vehicle. We will pass this on to our children

Bless His name!

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After seventeen days of not being together, it as wonderful to have my husband and our children's Daddy home. I don't take this for granted. I'm always reminded to pray for widows and single moms when we're apart. So if you're reading this, I want you to know that I prayed for you.

I only need to pray for you more. I admit that I don't do this enough. When life as a family being together goes great, I tend to forget. I believe being apart is a stark reminder to pray more.