A Curve in the Path

Over and over again, it seems I come right back to being reminded that God's pathway is perfect... even when there comes a curve in what I thought was a straight path. I realized I had hit a "curve" this week, but I am going to back up and start with November.

November. My month can basically be summed up in one word: work. Let me explain. My coworker was out for three full weeks, so I was given the responsibility to cover all of her workload, my responsibilities being distributed to others in the office. Add being newly-trained with being slammed with a good number of referrals, and I suddenly was in over my head, with work coming out my ears. Each day I went in for a 9 - 10 hour work day wondering how I was going to get everything done that needed attention that day. During this crazy time though, God sent reminder #1 of His perfect plan for my life: people. It shouldn't surprise me, but it is amazing how God just sort of has people placed at the exact spot in your life where you need them. And when I think of people at work, I'm super thankful for how God put me in a workplace with some really wonderful people. I sit here thinking specifically of multiple talks with one who was such a blessing and encouragement to me when the stress was eating me alive. But in reality there are several people at work I am thankful for.

With my coworker's return and the coming holidays/time off, I was thinking life was finally going to be calm again. But then came the "curve" I didn't know how I was going to make it through. Actually, that is quite literal. Suddenly losing driving power in my car when going into a curve on my way home, I realized I wasn't going to make it home (although I did end up making it after a couple stops and starts of the engine). I had been hearing a whining sound when driving my car earlier in the day, and had briefly mentioned to my mom I thought it'd be good for someone to drive with me so they could also listen to it and see if it was a problem. And then I found out it was. That was about a week ago, and I'm still without a car, although I'm hoping the shop it was towed to today will be able to diagnose and treat its problems. But I was reminded this week, that this little curve in the path is still part of God's path... even if it ends up being an expensive curve. My grandpa reminded me of a pretty precious truth: my Father owns the cattle on a thousand hills. And a Father who has all that can definitely provide for whatever amount my car bill comes to. Not only that, but this Father makes it pretty clear His feelings towards me:  "And will be a Father unto you, and ye shall be my sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty." (2 Cor. 6:18) This curve God put into my path suddenly seems a lot less challenging. I have a God who cares and promises to provide for all my needs, and with that, what more do I need?