I thought my life was coming to an end
So my car is getting to that point where it will need new tires. Two were replaced Christmas, 2009. The other two, I’ve had since I got the car. My dad wanted me to check the tread and possibly get the tires replaced before going home for Easter. Yesterday, I finally got around to checking them. I decided they needed replacing, but could wait until I got home. I’ve already got an appointment to change oil, get inspection, so why not tire replacing to that?
Tonight, I went to hang out with some friends about a half hour away. I could tell thunderstorms were on their way. They made it to us about an hour before leaving. They were still around when I left. There was part of me that knew my tires were fine. Yes, they needed replacing, but they still had enough tread on them to get me home. But there was another part of me, this paranoid part - this part took over my brain. It said that there was no tread and the entire time I was seconds from hydroplaning, going into a ditch, hitting the car beside me, etc. I don’t think the status of this thunderstorm helped much. It was that kind with the wipers on full blast, driving 5-10 below the speed limit, sometimes not able to see the lines on the road. (Thank goodness I knew the road like the back of my hand!) Shortly after leaving my friend’s house, I told God... “God, I just want to make it home alive. Right now, that is kinda doubtful.”
Thank God, nothing happened. Well, except me being paranoid the entire trip. So God pulls me through another storm. Thank you Jesus!
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