Last Wednesday, we had just returned from a weekend trip to Virginia, had headed off 40 minutes to a homeschool meeting and then had a couple of errands to do on the way home.
We stopped at CVS in hopes of snagging some clearance diapers, but they were not on sale. However, while there I noticed we had a very flat front tire. Fortunately, we were already safely parked in a parking lot and not out on the road, we had already eaten lunch and had quick access to a bathroom!
I sheepishly admit that I have never changed a tire. Have never even looked to see where our spare tire is located in our "new" car that we've had for three years. Ahem.
As usual, the girls thought it was all an adventure! I told them we did not need to be afraid because God was with us. But, in my mind - I had absolutely no idea what we were going to do. We were 30 minutes from home and David was not able to come. I had forgotten my cell phone and a friend who lives close to there had just left town that day. Oh, and one irony - we had an appointment for the next morning to get NEW tires!
First thing I did was go into CVS and ask where the closest tire place was. It was back out on the highway which I knew I could not safely drive to. So, I loaded up Samuel in the stroller and the girls and I walked across the street to a gas station. We called David to get a plan of action!
I did have two cans of Fix-A-Flat in the back of my car. So, that was my first step. To see if that would raise the tire just enough that I could drive across the street to the gas station and the air machine to refill it. The Fix-A-Flat did do what I had hoped and we made it over to the air pump.
But, no air was going in! I quickly noticed that the valve stem was cracked and letting air out as quickly as it was going in. Ok, now I know we're going to need to change the tire. I called David again, and began to get out the manual for how to change the tire and where to find it!
It was quite hot outside, so I kept my car running with the littles seated comfortably inside. Meanwhile, a gentleman pulls up to the air pump behind me and fills his tires. He glances my way and sees me reading the manual, looking in the back of the car, etc...
So, he asks the brave question, "Is everything ok?" I explained I had a flat tire and was trying to find the spare and then admitted I'd never changed a tire.
"You're going to learn right now," he said. And, he proceeded to change our tire while talking me through how to do it.
Over the next fifteen minutes or so, I learned that God had prompted him to ask if we needed help and that he and his wife homeschooled their children. No one loves them like their mama, he said and no takes care of them like their mama.
What a blessing - I told him that I had told my children that God would take care of us even though I had no idea what I was going to do and then I told them about the wonderful man that God sent and how he loved God too! Sweet tears overflowed - as I was again reminded of how God is with us and how He will take care of us even when I am not sure how!