Who Needs AAA when you have God on your side?

I was leaving class today, muttering to myself that I should've worn my hat and bought that cute scarf I saw at Target because it was cold. I found my car in the crowded parking lot and opened the car and let myself in. I was instantly relieved that it wasn't as cold inside the car as it was outside.

The heater in my car, a trusty '97 Buick LaSabre, heats quickly and I was looking forward to getting that first blast of heat so I could unthaw. Key goes in the ignition, hand turns key, car no start-y. I frowned. I turned the key again. Nope. Doesn't want to start.

I turn the key five more times. The car is teasing me, giving me a steady wheeze, but it's not turning over. I lean my forehead against the steering wheel, accidentally hitting the horn, which scares the bejesus out of me.

I panicked. I have little desire to spend money to get this car fixed, especially when my bank account is shrinking so quickly it's like there's a leak in my pocket.

I pulled out my cell phone and called my dad, who was watching my daughter while my husband was at work. He didn't answer.

I called my husband. He was in a meeting, I knew, and I thought he might answer the phone. He didn't answer.

"Please Lord," I whispered. "Please let this car start, let someone answer the phone, let someone come by, anything."

I called my dad again but no answer this time either.

I leaned forward again and began to cry. I've been an emotional wreck this week and this was all I needed to put me over the edge.

As soon as I felt that first tear roll down my cheek, my phone rings. It's my dad.

I'm saved.

What I typed all this to say is that God answers our prayers. I can't count how many times when I felt like giving up and then bam! Something great happens and it turns my whole outlook around.

I forget what song it was, but the lyrics stayed with me:
He may not come when you want Him, but He'll be there right on time

Ain't that the truth.