Our car had a major problem a couple of weeks ago, which
caused us quite a bit of stress. The oil sump ruptured and our car was no
longer drivable. We had to get it taken to a local garage to get it fixed,
which again caused us a lot of stress as the worked dragged out over more time
then we had hoped.
I ended up spending time going down and waiting to talk to
the people in charge. God can be in the most interesting places though; as I
was sitting waiting an older guy started to talk to me and asked me where we
went when we die, if we go to another planet or something. In that moment of annoyance
I had a choice to brush off the conversation with a vague answer, or to actual
be real with both myself, and the guy who asked me the question. I decided to
actual be real and started to talk to him about what I believe, about both
Heaven and that Jesus has made us a way. We talked for only 5 or 10 minutes,
but in that time God shifted something in me and the reality of what was
happening with our car became very small in comparison to why this guy had
asked me the question and the conversation that followed. Our car was still
broken, but I knew that no matter what happened or what was going to happen, Jesus
is the most important thing in my life. I know exactly where I am going at the
end of my life, and a car is just a car.
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