Thursday, July 2, 2009

A Vacation to Remember

I don't remember where we went or how old I was, and I don't think my parents had any idea the lesson that I was learning. We were on our way home, probably from my grandparents house.  I think I was around 10 years old.  I think we were on an interstate in Georgia when our car broke down.  I was excited.  I couldn't wait to see how God  would take care of us this time.   He had done it before, and  I knew He would that He would do it again.  I know we must have immediately started praying and here is how God answered.

At our last rest stop, my parents had met a Christian family that lived near our hometown.  They saw us on the side of the road and pulled over to help.  I was so excited that we would get to ride the rest of the way home in their conversion van.  They had kids that we got to play with the  rest of the way home, while mom and dad chatted with their parents.  I always remember that God worked it out for us to have the right people at the right place at the right time to make sure that we were protected and taken care of.  I never forgot that feeling of security and comfort from my Heavenly Father.

3 comments:

Julie said...

What a great story. When I was young our car broke down in front of a really nice elderly couple's house. I remember the lady saying "Get the Cadillac out Ollie we're taking this family home" (over an hour away). We ended up keeping in touch with them for years.

crispy said...

What a neat story. God provides all of our needs. How cool that you still remember it.

MyStory of HiStory said...

After reading this I mentioned to my husband something to the effect that too often we let opportunities slip by to emphasize to our children God's continual provision for us ... & how He works in such personal ways. Thanks for sharing.