THE PERFECT PLACE FOR A FLAT

No, we did not rejoice when we heard the familiar ''blup, blup" sound a tire makes when it is flat. At first, I was just plain angry about it, but then I realized it could be worse. True, we found ourselves on the side of the highway in semi darkness and a light drizzle, but blessings could be found in the situation. First of all, we did not have this blow out in Dallas, where we would have had to cross five lanes of bumper to bumper traffic to get to the side of the road, but rather was able to quickly pull to the side of I-40 when the noise began. Second, we were only 45 minutes from home when we had the flat, (although it took longer driving on a donut tire!) which was amazing since we were ending an 8 hour trip. Finally, as a woman I consider it a tremendous blessing to have a husband who is mechanically gifted. One who could calmly tell me and the kids to stay in the car and he would have it fixed in a jiffy, and he actually did have it fixed in a jiffy. I thought about these blessings as I watched my husband dodge semis and other rude vehicles zooming by at 70 mph, and I felt truly thankful for the Lord's hand of protection on my family.