This Saturday morning I left home heading to Sunset Beach so that I could pick up Hannah for a girls getaway, something we have never done and I wanted to do while I was still able. The forecast had called for nice weather but it rained the entire way but I was determined not to let this spoil my mood. My mind was racing with thoughts like: Lord please let me have no pain,(mama J was doing her share of praying for me as well) please let us have a good time, please keep us safe. I know how the rain and cool weather can make my bones hurt but what kept pushing to the front of my thoughts was “please keep us safe”, if I had to choose between all that was on my prayer list then keeping us safe was the most important. After we checked in to our room and got settled we headed back out to hit some shops. It was still raining when we came back out of the shops and I started the car only I couldn’t turn the steering wheel! As it turns out the power steering pulley had broken. Thank goodness I have roadside assistance who responded quickly, towed us to Firestone and made the necessary repairs. Now obviously I hadn’t counted on this unexpected expense but without hesitation daddy and mama came to the rescue. The only statement daddy made was “they’re not taking advantage of you are they?” Awwww.. I put daddy on the phone with the repair man so that daddy would know what was going on. Remember my prayer list? God kept us safe!! It wasn’t until later that I realized how badly things could have turned out if I had been driving when the pulley broke. It really shook me up to think that Hannah could have been hurt or involved in a terrible wreck. I find that more things make me emotional these days but God never lets us down. The day was coming to an end so we had dinner, enjoyed the hot tub (man I need one of these things at home!) and watched t.v until we fell asleep. Sunday we woke up to sunshine and warmer weather for the return trip home. We stopped along the way at a flea market (why do they call them flea markets?) and got home safely. We made memories and took pictures, spent some quality time alone that I hope Hannah will look back on one day and remember how much her Nana loved her.
The moral of this little story is this: keep your priorities in order and God will do the rest!
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