You may have remembered one of my post regarding me getting into a car accident about a week ago. You know the saying, “When it rains, it pours,” let me tell you how true of a statement that is.
After my car accident last Sunday (11.9.14), I had been feeling really overwhelmed dealing with the accident, the insurance claim, the mechanic, etc.
The only thing that was keeping me sane was knowing that my Special Day Assembly was coming up the following Sunday (11.16.14).
I had been praying and trying my hardest to remain optimistic.
When Sunday came along, I woke up feeling refreshed and in need of spiritual food. Unfortunately, the weather was not in my favor. It was cold, cloudy, raining, foggy, etc. The drive from Dallas to Denton is quite a ways so I decided it would be safer if I carpooled with my best friend and his family.
On my way to Javier’s house, I had to stop for gas or else I wasn’t going to make it to his house.
Once I filled up my tank, I turned the key in the ignition and wouldn’t you know it, my car didn’t start.
My eye’s opened wide as I tried again, and kept repeating, “No! No! No! Please God no!”
But to no avail, my car would not start.
I popped the hood to check the engine and battery to see if it was something minor, I noticed the battery didn’t look quite right but I had no tools on me to undue the battery and I didn’t want to be covered in oil in case I did make the assembly.
I called my father which I hesitated at first because I knew I would get a lecture from him since he feels that I spend too much time already with JW’s and since this involved my car, I was just expecting the worst from him. I honestly wasn’t even expecting him to come.
Sitting there in the dark, in complete silence, I could not help but think to myself, “Man! Satan just will not get off my back this week! First, I get hit by a truck, and now I’m stranded at a gas station in the cold and rain and I’m not going to be able to make the assembly!”
To my surprise, my father shows up and begins working on my car. Time being of the essence, I text Javier and let him know what’s going on. He asks if I want to be picked up but I did not want to leave my car at the station unattended if my father couldn’t fix it.
My father didn’t lecture me, he wasn’t upset that he had to come out in the cold, he didn’t have an attitude, and when I tried to help him get a few tools out of his truck, he told me to sit in the car because he didn’t want me to get dirty for my meeting.
I prayed and prayed and prayed hoping he could fix it in time before my ride left for the assembly.
As the time kept ticking, I knew it would be selfish of me to hold Javier and his family back from leaving so I text him and told him to go on without me, he asked if I was sure, and I hesitantly text back, “Yes.”
I sat in silence once again and this time I placed my head on my steering wheel and I sighed deeply and I could feel my eyes growing watery. I felt like I just could not catch a break. I felt like Satan was there looking at me in my misery and laughing. He was throwing everything at me.
I heard a honk and looked up, and there was my knight in shining armor coming to rescue this damsel in distress.
As soon as Javier and his family pulled up, my father told me to turn on the car again and guess what! It started!
I quickly gave my father a hug and a kiss and thanked him and took off to the Garcia’s home to leave my car there and head to Denton with them.
On our way to Denton, I prayed and thanked Jehovah for giving me the strength to endure the emotional morning I had, for giving me such a wonderful spiritual family to come to my aid, and for my father to help me out when I needed him the most.
I was able to enjoy wholesome association, wonderful spiritual food, watch one of my closest friends get baptized, and most importantly, appreciate all that Jehovah provides for me during my times of distress.
It was a rough morning, but I made it.
Despite the car problems.
Despite the weather.
Despite Satan’s tactics.
I made it.
“Jehovah is good, a stronghold in the day of distress. He is mindful of those seeking refuge in him.”
– Nahum 1:7