Do you ever have one of those days when you think “I need to start over?”  Today has been one of those days. 

Like every morning I woke up ready and willing to take on the challenge of another day in the paradise as I know it. I got a great nights rest. In fact, I was so exhausted yesterday I was asleep by 9:00. This morning, I woke to the chirping of the birds outside. I felt like Snow White. I was chipper and as happy as a bug!! 

I said my prayers like every morning, even praying for a miracle. I have to say, I was feeling very confident, that is, until I walked outside. 

I was heading out for my morning walk. I looked at my car and thought “really God! This is the miracle you’re bringing me?!”  My car had a flat tire!! For beginners, I have no idea how to put air in a tire, let alone change a flat. I stood there looking at that flat tire. There were many thoughts racing around in this head of mine. “Where’s the bike pump?!” “I’m sure I can air up this tire with a bike pump?”  “I think I can. I know I can?”  “Maybe I’ll call my nephew Lane!”  “Yeah, that’s it! I’ll call Lane and he will air up this tire for Aunt Velma!”  

Finally, I thought to myself…..”I’m not going to let it bother me tonight!”  

I decided I’d deal with it later. After my walk my brother stopped by. While we were visiting I realized I had forgotten to take my medication. I grabbed my pill bottle. Again “really God?!”  I was out of my meds. I quickly called the pharmacy and asked for a refill. I told my brother about my flat tire and he eased my mind and said he would have it fixed tomorrow. Whew!! What a relief. He then offered to let me borrow one of his company trucks in the interim. I was so grateful. 

We drove to his house and lucky me!!  My brother let me borrow his King Ranch Diesel Ford pickup. This thing is so big I needed a step ladder to get in it. For those of you who know me, I’m 5′ 3 1/2″. I weigh 115 lbs on a good day and 110 lbs on a bad day. I certainly don’t belong in a monster truck like this!! You know what they say…”beggars can’t be choosers”

I hopped, or shall I say, I leaped in that truck and drove away. I’m not going to lie. Driving that big ol’ truck was rather terrifying. My hands were glued to the steering wheel. I was sitting so high above the ground I felt like I was driving one of those tour busses you see in the city. In fact, I kept looking around waiting to see Burt Bacharach playing the piano like in the movie Austin Powers. Now that would’ve been a miracle…. But No!

I drove to the pharmacy which is located 16 miles away. I was sweating bullets hoping no one pulled out in front of me because I was of the mindset “I don’t care what’s coming, because I’m going!” However, that’s when it happened. The miracle. A sense of peace came over me and before I knew it, I was not terrified anymore. In fact, I found myself “Cool, Calm and Collected!”  

The truth is, I felt pretty darn invincible in that mean machine. It had a rocking sound system in it and it took me from A to B. That my friends was a miracle!!  I’m home now. Reflecting. I will admit, I had fun driving that big rig today but I’m not a truck kind of girl. I’m more the sports car type. So while today has been interesting and I’m very grateful, after tomorrow I’ll stick with what’s true for me. My own car.