A handful of nights ago our son called as he and his girlfriend were making their way home from the state fair. Here they were, nearly two hours away, on the side of a busy interstate, and the car was overheating.
Parents of little ones, or of children who haven’t reached driving age yet, I cannot prepare you for such a phone call. I wish I could. Still, even though they are now adults, each time our children are behind the wheel, you can believe I am covering them in prayer. These are times when your faith kicks into high gear, and you completely trust God has your children in the palm of His hand.
Because He does.
Yes, we have AAA, and we could have used their towing service. Yes, our son is 18 and it would do him good to handle a situation like this on his own. But you see, my husband can fix about anything, and this mom wanted to get to her stranded son and his girlfriend lighting-fast. So off we left at 10:30 p.m. We arrived just shy of two hours later.
Long story short, my husband patched the radiator hose, and limped the car home, as I drove our son and his girlfriend back. We finally pulled in the driveway at 3:00 a.m.
Why on earth does stuff like this happen??
Of course I asked this question–and more–as did my son. It was discouraging and irritating and tiring. But in the wee hours of that morning on the interstate, with semi trucks passing us by, I found God continued to remind me He was still in control.
He protected our son and his girlfriend.
He helped them make it to the nearest gas station… one that was only a mile down the interstate and was open 24 hours.
He worked it out so both my husband and I were able to go for the rescue.
He equipped my husband with the skill to fix the problem, both temporarily that night, and permanently the next morning.
He aided us in getting back home safely… without the car overheating again.
He blessed us with memories of this night we’ll carry with us for a very long time.
And maybe, just maybe, God protected them from something on that interstate that we may never know.
I suddenly had much to be thankful for. We were able to see God’s hand all over this inconvenience… and it quickly developed into a godsend.
God brought good out of the bad. He has a way of doing that, doesn’t He??
Friend, that inconvenience, that difficulty, that bad thing we may be walking through today… what good could God be bringing from it? Take a look with fresh eyes. Allow God to show you the blessings in it. There are some, but sometimes they are buried under the bad, and we have to dig to see them.
I promise God promises they are there.
Trust He’ll bring good out of the bad.
Thank you for stopping by for some #SundayTruth!
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Julie, I’m so glad everyone is safe and everything worked out. God does have a way of turning good out of the bad. Thanks for some beautiful #SundayTruth friend!
Hi friend! Thank you. I’m thanking God still for how He worked it all out for His good. May He bless you today and in the week ahead!
Sometimes, I think that God uses bad in our lives to bring good in others’. I lost my health, and my career, and soon will lose, it seems, my life…but without those things, my wife would never had had the chance to step out into the career she has now, and to play the important role she has mastered for her employer.
For her star to rise, mine had to fall.
And that’s OK, because even in the ‘fall’,and certainly because of it, I’ve found a new and unique ministry, and have been able to reach out with a voice and a heart I would never have had.
The pain and the discomfort are there – and sometimes it’s very scary, like tonight – but I would not ask for these hard years to be erased in the restoration of that which I had before. I would not kill the good, to escape the bad.
Beautiful and profound points you share, Andrew. I find your words take me to a deeper place regarding the events that happen in our lives. They just aren’t for us. Thanks for this today. I continue to pray for you. May you feel God’s presence within and around you today, brother!
I love your Sunday truth and I have lived through a number of those late phone calls from one of my sons. After I pick my heart off of the floor, I go into how to fix it mode. Isn’t it beautiful that God sees us through over and over and loves doing it every time. So glad you shared this at Weekend Whispers.
You totally understand, Mary! “After I pick my heart off the floor…” perfectly describes these moments. It’s always a joy to be a part of what you and Barbie are doing on the weekend with The Weekend Brew, and now with Weekend Whispers. Thank you for all you do. Blessings!