God cares for His own. Did you know that? It’s true. He watches out for His children. He protects us. He answers our prayers. He guides us.
Two weeks ago, my hubby and I were on a road trip, traveling up north. Our trip was about seven hours, so we needed to stop every once in awhile to take bathroom breaks. Our gas was getting low, so the hubby decided to pull off the freeway and get some gas. As he pulled into a gas station, he noticed it didn’t have any bathrooms. There was just a tiny little booth to pay and that was it. No mini mart or bathroom.
I told my hubby that I was okay, and just to get the gas. But something told him not to go to this gas station. My hubby didn’t stop, he kept on going, leaving that tiny gas station to find another one.
We got back on the freeway and drove a little ways down, when my hubby spotted another gas station. He pulled off the freeway for this one. It was a nice big one, with bathrooms and a store. I went inside, while he filled up the car.
When I got back to the car, the hubby also finished and got in the car. He tried to start it, but the car wouldn’t start. It had a weak engine sound to it. I didn’t know what that meant, but I began praying desperately. Here we were, in some town far, far away from home. We were parked in front of a gas pump, in a busy gas station. We couldn’t move the car. It just wouldn’t start. My husband looked around at where we were. The gas station was in the middle of a number of car dealers. He looked over to his left and saw a Honda dealer. Aren’t those the helpful guys? At least that’s what their ads say.
My hubby walked over to the Honda dealer while I stayed with the broken car. He came back with a guy wearing a Honda shirt and carrying a big meter looking thing in his hand. The hubby popped open the hood, and the smiling Honda dude attached cables to our battery and very quickly declared our battery was wonky. He gave our battery a jump, and the hubby was able to start the car.
We drove over to the Honda dealer and purchased a new battery. We kept the car running because we didn’t know if it would start again. We put the new battery in the back of the car. We would have to install it when we finally reached our destination.
Our battery died right next to a Honda dealer. The hubby wouldn’t stop at the other gas station. That other gas station had nothing, especially any helpful Honda dealers anywhere near them. When we discovered our wonky battery, we had an half hour before the dealership would close. Anytime later, and we wouldn’t have gotten any help.
If we needed to buy spare parts, this was the time. We had just gotten a little extra money in our budget. So our battery decided to die at a gas station, next to a Honda dealer, one half hour before closing. And we had the money to handle it. Not that I was excited about spending the extra money on a car battery. It’s not what every girl dreams of. But at least we got the new battery.
None of that was a coincidence or good luck. All of that, was God doing what He always does, guiding His children, protecting them, watching out for them. So if you are a believer, remember, God’s got your back.