Flat on the interstate.
In the dark.
With sleet.
And a wrench that doesn't fit because of funky after market rims.
Thank You, God, for AAA.
Thank You, God, that there was someone at the Wal-Mart tire counter after they closed.
Thank You, God, for protecting all people persons when I crashed into the pole.
Thank You, God, that my property was the only property damaged when I crashed.
Thank You, God, for a friend with friends in the area, a sister who could get online and get phone numbers for me and members of Your body willing to stay up late and open their home to me.
Thank You, Abba, for a man who doesn't know me, but was willing to work on my crunched car without charging a cent.
....Thank You for love.
