It’s currently less than two weeks before I move to South Africa.

Let’s look back for a second to somewhere around 45 days ago. Actually, make it 60 days from D-day.

That would make it a Wednesday.

Okay, now that you have somewhat of a time frame and a feel for the day, let me tell you a story.

I was driving to work one early Wednesday morning. I love my drive to work because I take back roads that provide me with curvy roads, green woods and almost no stoplights. The type that you roll your window down for and enjoy the wind.

This particular morning my car was not it’s normal self. I do encounter some stop signs along my route and my car didn’t like them this morning. It would struggle and seem to pout at me. After the initial push, it seemed to get its head in the game and eventually accelerate. Fortunately, it didn’t hold up traffic as it only looked like I was slowly going through an intersection!

My car has 176,000 miles on it. It’s not a spring chicken. Because of this I have become on a first name basis with my mechanic. Yep, he’s a great guy and I certainly recommend him if you need someone. So on that Wednesday morning I thought I would just stop on by his shop and have him take a look at my car.

I dropped it off, had a co-worker pick me up for work and planned to see my car on the way home. After taking a look at my car my mechanic informed me otherwise. It was grim news: my transmission was going, going…gone. First gear had already said it’s goodbyes and second gear was on its way out the door. No wonder my car would barely accelerate from a stopped position!

What was there left for me to do but empty my car of all my things. I took one last picture (maybe my first?) of the car to remember.

This old thing brought me through high school, traveling long distance to college, all 4 college years and then three years afterwards. And it wasn’t new when I got it!

I left it that day on the mechanic’s lot hoping he could sell it (crossing fingers). It didn’t go right away but a couple of weeks later my friend from church sold it! He was able to get more money than expected and then blessed me by giving it towards my trip!

All this and I’m without a car. Do you want to know the craziest thing about this whole story? My boss is one of the most generous women. Monday, just two days before I brought my car to the shop, she bought a car. Her and her husband were keeping their old van as extra transportation. Here comes the crazy part: she is letting me borrow their old car until I leave for South Africa!

Isn’t that amazing?! Talk about God’s timing. Monday she buys a car; Wednesday my car has commitment issues but I’m blessed through her generosity! Does that not speak of God’s provision or what!