God forgive me but I do. I hate my car. At the time I’m writing this – it’s 14+ years old. It hesitates and chooses when it wants to go. It stops when it wants to – I mean one time a car was oncoming and guess who decided to not work?
It makes loud noises. I can only get gas from a certain place or my car breaks down. It’s exploded on me twice. It’s a jalopy. I hate my car.
My husband promised me a new car about ~8yrs ago – but life happened. It took a backseat – me getting a new car I mean.
Ha. Fun analogy.
Anyways, I have gone from being terrified to drive the car, to being overwhelmed…to now dread driving this car. Ugh. I hate this car.
But recently I learned – God is using this car to teach me. Ya know how impatient I am – well this car is my lesson in patience
Y’all I literally pray that we get home safely, every time I drive. Every time – cause it’s that much of a guessing game.
My husband has recently started talking about cars – but I don’t allow myself to indulge in different ideas about cars. Why? Cause I know God has us and will provide the right car at the right time. And the more I think about it? The more impatient I get. So I just wait.
Y’all do you even realize how huge that is for me to say?
Y’all. It takes time to learn stuff – my whole life this case…shoo who am I kidding? I’m still learning. But if you keep applying what you are learning … especially that discernment? You will get blessed.
God will work such mighty miracles in and through you.
Just watch and see