Coming home from town one day recently, we suddenly heard a very loud noise in our van. Mystified, we soon discovered it was a broken fan belt! Not sure of the implications, we continued down the road only to realize our power steering was not working! Thankfully we made it home, but we barely got into the drive way when we could go no farther.
"It's okay, Dad," our son Greg assured us. "I can fix it." Knowing that he is very capable and mechanically inclined, we relaxed, glad that we had an oldie but goodie to get us around. But before Greg had a chance to work on the van, he was called out of state for a 3-week work assignment.
Surprisingly, our son's work was finished early, and he spent the next two days at home working on our vehicle. At one point he despaired of the difficulty of the repair and was ready to call it quits, while we deliberated on putting it in the shop for what would be an exorbitant expense. Regaining his resolve, Greg tackled the job again. Shortly he burst in with the great news that it was fixed!
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Unbelievably, the very next day he was advised that he was needed in California, messing up plans for church and a few days R and R. He had put in a call for one day's extension, via a Dallas connection. Howard and I felt so bad about his hurried departure, that we prayed that God would intervene for a little extra time. Turns out all flights from Dallas were grounded due to weather, so Greg got his reprieve for a day with family!
Looking back, we couldn't help seeing God's hand in both situations--his getting our car fixed in the narrow window of time that he was home, and the delayed flight plans! Thank you, God, for answered prayer!
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