It Happens

Driving home from work today, and I look back and smoke is billowing out from under my truck. Bad too. I pull over and hop out. Long story short, something blew on the radiator...one of the valves. I don't know mechanics. Even though the guy told me several times. But I can point right to where it is. It's just funny how things like this happen. My entire life has been built around it happens. All you can do is deal with it and pray God's glory will shine through somehow. God is great. Sometimes I get a little defeated. Not today. I was quite cheerful for someone who was once again standing by the road with strangers. Cute firefighter strangers, but still strangers. Looking back on my life, it's those moments that have made me into who I am. It happens. And I'm not just talking about those small times where my tire blew on the interstate or when ran into some other kid at a band competition in the middle of a show (who's bright idea was it for me to back up anyway?) Those big things, the really bad ones that I'm not going to mention in cyberspace: those are the one's that make me Megan. Every little bit of my character came from something back there. Maybe I could pinpoint it is I tried. Thank God for every moment He allowed in my life. And maybe I can thank Him one day for these things today, these problems. The waiting. It happens.