Except for the grace of God, I would have been a single father. I'm not trying to be melodramatic about this, but upon this realization, I had to stop and praise God. Then I instantly felt the need to share this story with any who would listen.
My wife went to a conference last Thursday. She took 4 co-workers along with her. From point A to point B was a bit over two hours. No more than thirty minutes from home, they heard a thump, thump, thump. Being somewhat near a guy they knew could help check for things, they made an unscheduled stop.
The guy, a dad of one of the co-workers, checked it out. They checked the tires. It wasn't a flat. He took the truck out for a spin and couldn't hear anything. Perhaps it was just 5 ladies hearing things. (Just kidding, ladies!) With the thumping gone, they continued on.
As they continued on, the thumping came back. On Saturday, the thumping grew worse. Thinking it was engine trouble, they decided to trek on home and figure it out then. Thump, thump, thump for two and a half hours.
On Sunday, I took out the truck so I could adequately describe the problem to a mechanic without sounding like I normally do...a complete moron as regards mechanical matters. The thumping was consistent and loud. But as I drove, I could tell quickly the sound came from the driver's side, so I adjusted the mirror downward and what I saw...freaked. me. out.
The rear wheel on the driver's side was moving left and right. In case you're mechanically challenged like I am, tires aren't supposed to do that. If you recall preschool at all, the wheels on the bus go round and round. Not left and right.
I pulled over to discover 1 missing lug nut and 4 loose lug nuts. For those of you scoring at home, that would add up to the 5 lug nuts that would normally hold a tire on. So for the better part of 5 hours, my wife had been driving, on highways, mind you, on 3 tires secured properly to the truck and 1 tire being held on by, what I now believe, was a very tired angel of God.
Replacing the lug nut and a broken lug nut bolt cost me about $30. What I received was a miracle from God, who clearly loves me and my wife and still has plans for her. Except for the grace of God, I would have been a single father.
Thank you, God. I am reminded once again of Your grace and how You alone protect us, sometimes from ourselves, sometimes in spite of ourselves, sometimes without us knowing or realizing. But still Your protection is there, much like Your love. I pray that when other things go thump in my life, that I would look and see just how much You got this.