Everything appeared normal this morning, though I did have a very intense, action-filled dream right before I woke up - but other than that it was business as usual. Then, as I'm driving happily down the road the battery light comes on.
The battery light of doom.
|My faithful, not always so reliable Nissan prince - Sir Derekk|
In the midst of it all though, I am trying to take a step back and see this for what it is.
It was a gift.
I know. You're thinking - Emilie, your car breaking down was not a gift. Of any kind. And I'd tend to agree, but I know that God allows things to happen for a reason. I don't believe in accidents to the point that they are a "surprise" to God - but I do believe in His sovereignty. I can only hope that by my breakdown, I have furthered His plan in some way. Maybe in my conversations with the auto repair guys or some interaction I had today that was divinely inspired? In that way, it was a gift to play a role in His plan (today and every day).
How was your Tuesday? Experience any car trouble? I sure hope not!