We planned to jump on I-75 South around 3 p.m. Rarely do we leave on time. STFM and I, we’re pretty flexible when it comes to travel. So, we weren’t stressed about heading toward the highway one and a half hours beyond our planned departure. In fact, we had enjoyed a nice long visit with the older brother and his wife over a local favorite, Marion’s Pizza.
So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone, and especially to those who are of the household of faith.
As we approached the highway, STFM noticed two of our truck tires were in need of air. Fortunate for us, a gas station was conveniently located just ahead. We decided to make the most of our stop filling the gas tank with regular under $3/gallon. Afterwards, we pulled around to the air station, and finally, we decided some chocolate would be a great idea for the 5 hour drive ahead.
I guess we were meandering, which we are prone to do while traveling. We picked up peanut M&M’s and some local Mike Sell’s potato chips. (We can’t buy those at home.), I grabbed an unsweet tea, but STFM couldn’t decide on a drink. Suddenly realizing we needed to make our purchase and get on the road, he looked at his watch. We had “wasted” 35 minutes at the Speedway, putting us even further behind leaving town. Or had we been wasting time?
Once settled back in the truck, STFM looked at his truck’s gauges only to notice one tire still indicated low air pressure. (Really?) At this point, we were sensing we might be on God’s schedule and not our own. We were beginning to recognize the signs of a God appointment. Rather than stress, we chose to believe we were where we were supposed to be for a purpose. Perhaps dawdling caused us to avoid an accident down the road.
"Treat men exactly as you would like them to treat you."
STFM pulled the truck back around to the air station, and just as he prepared to fill the one tire, a young man walked up from the gas pumps looking rather embarrassed. I heard STFM ask, “Yeah, man, what do you need?” and then I watched STFM reach in his pocket and hand the young man a $10 bill. I waited while the young man walked inside to pay ahead for gas. Out the passenger window, I yelled back to STFM, “Did we just find out why we “wasted” 35 minutes at the Speedway?”
Settling back into the driver’s seat, STFM declared our tires full and ready to roll. With smiles from ear to ear we looked at each other knowing we had just received a “God sticker” That’s what we call them…those moments in time when you know something supernatural has just taken place and you got to be a part of it. Thank You, Father, for choosing us to be available and providing the opportunity to be a blessing.
And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works,
While $10 worth of gas poured into the gas tank, the young man walked toward our truck, relief spoken through his smile and pink tinted cheeks. He exclaimed, “I don’t know what I would have done without you. God bless you!” STFM admonished, “No problem, just remember to help someone else out when you can!” We blessed him with God’s blessings also, and drove off….south on I-75…content and cherishing yet another God sticker!
Blessings of GREATEST JOY on this amazing adventure journey with Jesus!
Lisa (and STFM, my co-blogger today)
Galatians 6:10 (ESV), Luke 6:31 (Phillips) & Hebrews 10:24 (ESV)