In all my wildly imagined scenarios, never did I picture myself standing in the 5 degree weather at 6:20 am, waiting for a tow truck.
It all started normally enough until I went to take a left turn out of my subdivision. First the power steering went, then the power. My car stalled mid-turn.
I sincerely repent of all my comments about all temperatures below 20 being the same. They’re not.
In my short wait for a AAA tow truck, I ran through all the possible causes of my Jeep being in a frozen coma on the side of the road (after I got out and managed to push it to the side of the road).
It could be anything from a bad battery to an engine apocalypse. I was hoping for a dead battery but secretly fearing worse.
Thankfully, the tow truck dude showed up within 20 minutes of me calling AAA for roadside assistance.
Thankfully, he took me to an auto shop close to where I work. They were able to take my car and drop me off at work.
Thankfully, all my beloved Jeep needed was a new battery.
It really could have been much worse on so many levels.
At least I wasn’t pulling out onto a busy street when my car died.
At least I was able to get to work and get my car taken care of.
At least it wasn’t a monumental, wallet-sucking repair.
So a day that started off bad ended up good.
Truly, God is still able to work all things together for good for His beloved, even at a ridiculously early morning hour on a frigid January 2 day.
It’s all about being intentionally grateful and not taking my every day blessings for granted. It’s about thanks-living and not just thanksgiving.
Here endeth the lesson.