The last of our company left this morning. My parents are taking my grandparents back to Oklahoma. It was a great visit and I'm so glad that we were able to get almost everyone here for the weekend. With all of our families spread all over the country, kids going off to college, and my grandparents in their mid-80's, who knows if we will be able to do this again.
So, my Ford Taurus was parking my parents in this morning, so as I went to move it so they could leave we discovered that it had a flat tire. When we changed it, we found a huge hole in the side of it. The strut somehow broke and poked a hole in the tire. Apparently, this is common in Tauruses. We got it to a garage and discovered that it will be very expensive to fix it. When Jeff got home from taking care of that, he then took Zach to where his car broke down on the highway last night and towed him to the garage. Who knows what is wrong with it.
It seems like we go from mountain-top highs to incredible lows so quickly. Jeff just preached on this very thing this past Sunday; how it's easy to praise God when things are going good, but when times are bad we say, "Why me!!" Well, I have a praise in this storm: I'm so thankful that the car didn't break down while traveling to or from Oklahoma with my Grandparents.
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