Let me start by saying that in my younger years I drove a few clunkers. From this experience I learned a lot about cars. I can fix several minor to moderate issues with my car, and many times I can diagnose the problem myself. I very often surprise people with my knowledge of cars.
Recently, my husband had surgery and was not available to help. Because I did not want to worry him, I did not tell him my work van was not acting quite right. I had been driving it and noticed it was hesitating to start. Figuring I needed a new battery, I decided to wait a couple of days until I got through with farmers market for the week. Then I planned to purchase and install the new battery. This is relatively simple, just heavy lifting.
Well, things do not always go according to our plans. When I arrived at market, I did not park quite straight. But when I tried restarting my van, it would not start. I figured that I could wait until it was time to leave and get a jump start.
When the time came, I connected the jumper cables to a friend’s vehicle. My van started but when I let off the gas, it died. I kept trying with the same results, which led me to believe the problem might be the alternator. My friend called her husband to get his advice as the security guard came up to help us. He was concerned that it was the alternator, too. He was looking things over; my friend was on the phone to her husband, and I called my mechanic, who was sixty miles away. We all finally decided that I could drive with my right foot on the gas at all times and my left foot on the brake when needed and my friend would follow me. The parts store was 1.2 miles away and they could check my battery and alternator, and could change the battery if necessary.
After a stressful 1.2 miles through downtown rush hour traffic, we arrived. The employee checked the battery, replaced it, and then checked the alternator, which was fine. Finally, I was on my way home.
The entire day could have been stressful knowing that I had this to deal with. I didn’t want to call my husband because it would upset him that he could not help. Due to his recent surgery, he could not even drive to come get me.
I say “could have been” stressful because I spent that day in prayer. I prayed that we could get the van started. Next, I prayed that I could get to the parts store without problems. I prayed that it was just the battery and that I could continue my drive home. Mostly, I prayed thanking God for bringing me through this trial and showing me that I was not alone even though it seemed like it. A friend stayed with me through the ordeal, and her husband that stayed on the phone as well. Most of all, God was there and kept me calm with his presence.
Of course, I told my husband, twenty-four hours after the fact. He was not happy with me but was grateful that I had gotten through it. He likes to worry about me and often forgets that I can take care of myself. But this time I had a lot of help from friends and from God.
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