I hate my car

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

And trust.

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

My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces [a]patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be [b]perfect and complete, lacking nothing.

James 1:2-4

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