Most people wouldn't think of adversity as a busted tire, but that's all I thought about the situation when mine popped against a sewer grate this morning. I was teary-eyed when I called my husband and asked him what I should do.
I was faced with a few dilemmas. The first was that I couldn't get to work. I felt the tire lowering steadily. It wasn't a problem I could fix by pumping air into it. There was a hole in the tire, and I knew I couldn't make it to work. My second was that I didn't think I had enough money for a tire. Jonathan (my husband) came home and inspected it, noticing it was indeed flat. I called to see how much a tire would be and it looked like I had just enough. But, since Jonathan had already come back to the house, I asked him to drop me off and pick me up from work.
At first, I sat there crying. Any onlooker would have thought that this minor inconvenience ruined my life. I was mostly upset because it was my fault that the tire had busted. What's worse is that Jonathan had told me repeatedly that, one day, continuing to drive my car over the sewer grate would result in a messed up tire. He was right, but I kept doing it. I was also upset because, on the recommendation of my father-in-law, I had just replaced the tire before we made the trip down to visit family at Thanksgiving.
Jonathan helped me into his car. His car is nice, but it is lower to the grown than my vehicle, a cute little Kia Soul (yes the hamster car). At first, I was telling him how much of an idiot I felt like. He kept insisting I wasn't. I took out my phone, as most people my age do, and went to Snapchat to update my friends about what was going on. I started laughing while I told the story. God helped me find laughter in the situation.
I remember looking at Jonathan and saying, "you know, I was actually wishing that God had protected me from something. Like maybe there was a crash or my car was going to explode." He looked at me and said "that's awful." It didn't dampen the mood. I replied. "I know, I'm sorry." And we went about the rest of our trip to my job. By the time I got out of the car, I was crying from all of the laughing we did. Jonathan and I are a goofy couple. One of my favorite things about him is his humor. I struggle, mostly in high-stress moments of life, with anxiety, and I used to have issues with depression. I whole-heartedly believe that God sent Jonathan for me. I know that's cheesy, but I've only met a few people who could make me happy when I'm sad, and only one other person, my best friend Jeremy, who could make me laugh when I feel completely broken.
My point in this post is to say this: God can pick us up when we are down through the people who He has sent to love us. I also took a great deal out of the example about Jonathan telling me time and time again not to do what I did. But, even when I did it and it put a wrench in what I had planned, he still came to me, helped me, and lifted my spirits. I saw God all over him this morning. He could have been angry about coming home when work was about to start, and he could have scolded me about the situation, filling my ears with "I told you so's."
God is the same way, but obviously better because He is perfect and just. His son watched people make mistakes He warned against while on Earth, but He still loved them and would have been there to help them in their time of need. So now, instead of worrying about my tire, I have this soft, warm, fuzzy feeling deep in my heart and I know that, no matter the circumstance, God will not only solve the issue, He can also use people in your life to lift your spirits.
Here's a little video from this morning that I took on Snapchat. What a blessing to have this God-sent man in my life!
I remember maybe a month or so ago seeing a message on Facebook from my stepmom that seemed to indicate that my dad might not be feeling too well. I called him up and he told me that, out of no where, his heart rate soared and he felt sick.
Naturally, he was worried it had something to do with his heart. But then he told me something I didn't know. He said "it could be my anxiety. I have really bad anxiety, just in case you have it."
I was baffled, but I didn't let my voice make it seem like I was. You see, when I was still a baby, my parents were divorced. Subsequently, I spent most of my time with my mom. My dad had weekend visitations. I never realized that he was anxious.
I myself has struggled with anxiety probably all my life, but most noticeably in the past 5 years. A few articles seem to state that anxiety could be genetic, but no one is really sure.
A lot of religious people seem to think that anxiety just goes away when you put your faith in Christ. While it does feel a lot better to suffer with it under Christ, it still doesn't go away. That is because something in my brain tells me to overthink. I've literally had moments when I've just been sitting down laughing with my friends. I've had to get up, go to my room, and just sit there. I feel overcome with panic, specifically during rough patches in my life.
This all got a little better when I finally accepted Christ in my life. However, it didn't go away. I still find myself overthinking things to the point where I think I've offended someone and I really haven't. I've also come to the point where I get really defensive when someone seems to make me feel unintelligent or wrong for something I have no business feeling wrong for.
When people do that to me, I always want to cut them off. I always want to act differently around them. I want to be short with them and just let them have their way. But I find that, interestingly, I persist. Even if I feel like I've embarrassed myself or I feel like what someone did to me was wrong, I can't seem to just walk away.
Let me give you a further example. Let's say you used to be a part of a group or organization before you left your location. About a year or two later you come back to your location and try to be a part of or help the group that you were a part of before you leave. Each time you reach out to them with sincere advice or offer to do something, it isn't accepted, but it also isn't denied. You start to feel like they never take you up on your offer so you'll just stop offering to help.
But then you realize you can't do it. Even if you don't have a strong bond to the group or don't know some people in the group, you find that you can't not offer to help.
I sometimes hate that I have this trait, but I chalk it up to not fulfilling the lust of the flesh. And the crazy thing is, you can ask anyone who was in my life a few years ago and they would tell you that I could walk away from someone who wronged me at the drop of a hat. But I have NO CONTROL OVER THIS. Does anyone else have this trait?
"Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new." - II Corinthians 5:17
I've seen preachers stand up and say that you should leave behind people who do this and do that but I find myself unable to do so because I feel like I may be the only light in someone's life.
I've always wondered if this trait is present because I have Christ in my life. I wonder if it is His persistent spirit living inside of me that refuses to give up on people no matter how hard I want to try to avoid and walk away from people who wrong me.
Remember the Gospel? Jesus forgave those who were literally killing Him as He spoke. The people who He could have given up on are the same people He asked God to forgive because they didn't know what they were doing.
What an amazing theory.
HOW TO GET TO HEAVEN
There is a common misconception that there are several ways to get to Heaven when you die. This isn't true. JESUS IS THE ONLY WAY TO HEAVEN.
God is a perfect being who designed each and every one of us. He is sinless, good, and perfect. However, after Eve ate that apple, sin was released into the world and, as a result, everyone was born into sin and everyone does wrong. Only those without sin can enter into Heaven. But don't worry, Jesus came down to Earth and paid your sin debt do you could go to Heaven. Jesus is our salvation and offers us a way to Heaven. A way to live with Him forever. Here is what you have to do: