Pitfalls

Driving home from dinner with my roommates and a friend, one of my biggest fears came true. My truck broke down on the side of 695.

So I'm well aware that it's just a car, but I felt as though I was leaving my child on the side of the road with a sign that read, " my mom no longer loves me." I felt like I was abandoning him in his time of greatest pain. Ok, I know I'm being a tad dramatic. But, my truck and I spend a lot of time together and without him, I have no means of living my life.

Thank God, for my father who can fix anything, I have a lot of faith that everything will be as good as new as soon as he has a chance to look at it.

I find it amazing how dependent I have become to that truck. As smoke was rolling out from under the hood and oil leaking along the road, I thought " What am I going to do without him?!" And then I thought how often do I ask myself that  about my relationship with Christ? Unlike, my truck, my God will never leave me stranded with no place to go.

And just like my truck, though I was broken once, my God has started to repair me and bring back to where I belong. In the deepest valleys, God is there. On the highest mountains God is there. Though, my truck isn't working now, I have faith that through something so material, God was teaching me something very spiritual. Through this pitfall, I'm a little inconvenienced but I'll be ok. Though I have been hurt, I will be healed. It's amazing how God works.  God uses these perfectly imperfect pitfalls to make us stronger and draw us closer to him.