To a Safe Place

     I am flying high------after an amazing morning.  I did a ton of errands and was on my way to the hospital (lab tests).  I needed to get gas first so went to my credit union for the ATM.
     As I was putting in my code I heard a "whoosh" sort of like the sound of a waterfall...then looked up and saw that my engine was smokin' something fierce.  I turned the car off and tried to end the transaction----in my panic I think I determined that wasn't possible so I finished the transaction and noticed a vehicle behind me.
     I turned the car back on and drove about 20 feet to the back of the parking lot.  I turned it off and fought tears...pretty much, without fail, I have had car trouble in safe places.  I realized I was fifteen minutes away from having been on a state road in the middle of nowhere. 
     I called my mechanic from my cellphone and left a message.  I then took everything with me that I was going to take to the hospital and went into the credit union.  A lovely perk of a small town is that I know a lot of people in businesses; the manager drove me the mile home.  By the time I got into the apartment I was downright giddy.  If I could have, I would have fallen to the floor and kissed the carpet (ewww).  I was so happy to be in my own home, happy dog to greet me, my bills in the mail and safe and snug.
     I often think about how far-reaching God's love is.  I am more than content with how protective of my safety He is...and will rest there.

POST SCRIPT:
My mechanic and his wife went to the credit union, IN A LIGHTNING STORM, and checked out the car.  When they'd come to my place first I gave him some cash for antifreeze, which is what I lost in the ATM line.
When they returned with my car the wife handed me the change----"just a hose that came loose, all it needed was antifreeze....."
So I wanted to kiss the carpet again.  The God I serve-----is amazing!!

POST POST SCRIPT:
I spoke with my friend (mechanic's wife) the next morning, thanking them again for their incredible help. She chuckled and said, "well I have a story that made my family's hair stand on end.  When I went to give you the change back, and you said keep it,
when I got back in the car I counted it.
Earlier in the week my husband and I found some great deals on little things for the girls for Christmas.  We are leaving for a trip as a family, and I told the Lord that I was dipping into the travel money to buy these little things, and that I would have to rely on Him to replace the money.
When I counted the cash you gave me it was the same amount I had spend."

God is the ultimate economist.  Yowza.