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Keeping Us Safe










When my daughter was home,

she drove our car to visit a friend.

When she got home,

she informed me that the brakes on the car

did not seem to be working right.

So, I took the car to the garage,

and had the mechanic check it out.

Since we have not had to change the breaks in a long while,

I was sure

that I would be paying for breaks

and maybe springs or shocks.

I was calling the car squeaky.

After about an hour,

the mechanic returned

and said that the back breaks were frozen.

We had been driving the car with only the front breaks.

Yow!

I was prepared for him to say they were worn,

but not that they were not working at all.

I am thankful that, with all of the extra driving,

God was protecting us

even when we did not know, we needed protecting.

Yes, I can recount many times when I know that

God was protecting me

and my family;

bears jumping the median,

driving too fast on a dirt road,

and driving with no back breaks

to name a few.

I am also sure that,

over the years,

there have been other times that God protected me,

and maybe you,

from things that we do not,

and may never know about until we get to heaven

and by then, it won't matter.

I am thankful that I can trust God to protect me,

 even IF I do not know that I need to be protected.

I know that God is under no obligation to protect me,

which makes it that much more amazing

that he concerns himself with my welfare and yours.

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