Relinquishing control

Sometimes it takes a big whack in the face to be reminded who is really in control.

About six years ago, I was driving home on a January afternoon. Denny and I were freshly engaged, and I was living in the Reed Road house with a couple of friends. I had to run to Meijer after work, so I was driving home on 127 when I got the scare of my life.

I hadn't realized there was black ice, and my car started to fishtail. My car then turned into the next lane and I closed my eyes because I really didn't want to see myself crash.

As corny as this is going to sound, Jesus definitely took the wheel.

My car passed both lanes, the medium and the other two lanes, but I safely stopped on the curb completing a perfect 180. I was even able to drive right back on the road, take an exit and get back on way home.

It was the first time I actually felt God communicating with me ... letting me know everything would work out. There was so much hurt going on within me at that time due to what my family was going through, and I really needed that wake-up call.

Fast forward ...

Lately I have worrying a lot about our finances. We are doing fine. I just want to have more of a cushion ... just in case.

I just don't think God works in "just in case" situations. He just takes care of us no matter what, right?

So, anyway, right after Christmas, I picked up some much needed medication late. Who knew Target's Pharmacy closed at 7 p.m. during the week?

Lately, I have been feeling off ... super tired, crampy, irritable, etc.

I am wondering if this is God's way of saying, you think you can't afford your life as it is? Ha! Let's throw in another baby! Who knows ... I'm actually very much at peace and would be absolutely thrilled to have another baby.

I should know more by Friday ... when I will go to the store for a test if needed.