A Busted Tire, Gratitude, and Faith

I drive to work practically every day. More than a week ago, I wasn't too sure about the parking situation in the building where I was going to have a meeting so I asked our driver to bring me to work and pick me up after.

After my meeting, while I was waiting for my car and the driver (who was late), I saw that there was ample parking available and that it was pretty straightforward to get to. I even told myself, silently, that the next time I have a meeting in that same building, I'll just drive myself. Still, I thought, everything was probably for the best.

As soon as our driver arrived, I learned that my tire got destroyed on the way home that morning. I wouldn't have known what to do if I were the one driving. More stressful was the fact that it would have happened to me at night, on the way home from the office. It's funny how a busted tire taught me to say "thank you" for not having driven myself to work that day.

Then, I thought that if I were driving, that tire incident would probably not have happened. I would have arrived at home safely anyway probably - as my angels would be working overtime. God knows I wouldn't know what to do if my tire blew up while I was driving my car.

All's well that ends well. The tire's fine now. Now if we can just all be as lucky every time...

[By Angelica Viloria | Tuesday, May 21, 2002]


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