I am Thankful that I have a Panic Button

Panic alarms.

I love them!

When you are in a large parking lot and you can not find your car

or remember where you parked,

you can push this tiny little button on your key fob and

your car will sound the alarm letting you know where you parked.

Today I asked a guy walking into Walmart what he was fixing

and I thought he said he was fixing the panic button.

I saw the humor in the answer he gave and laughed way too hard.

As I reflected on the humorous situation,

I was reminded that I do have a panic button.

So do you.

When we get scared, or can't find our way out of situations,

we can respond in fear, anger, or temper-tantrums

or in some other manner that the world would respond

or we can respond by going to God with our problems.

I am thankful that God is my panic alarm.

When I am afraid, I can trust the one who has gone on ahead

to make the way for me.

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