The Hardins: Party of Five

Lord, if my path is not smooth today, I know that the roughness of the path I travel will show me Your face. I see You and hear You the best on the rough paths of my life. Father, give me grace and strength today. No matter what path I am on it will be a beautiful day because You created it.

The above prayer was on my Facebook page yesterday. I don't always read that string "being a Christian", but yesterday morning I did.  It wasn't by chance, it was because the Lord knew I needed to read it. And, I'm so glad I did.

Alex woke up feeling puny. His throat had hurt a little the night before but we could tell he had a fever when he woke up Thursday.  Go to the doctor. Strep. As we drive towards the pharmacy, the car chugs a bit. I look and the low fuel light had come on. Okay. We stop for gas before going to the pharmacy. Fill'er up.

Drag poor boy into pharmacy. They don't even have the Rx for doc yet. Aaagh. I try to use my phone (which was charged) and nothin'. Won't turn on. Dead. We go to the car. I use a pen to open the back of the phone, dust off the battery. Waa-laa. Phone works. As we drive, I call the doctor's office to get them to fax the Rx.

Why when the nurse calls back, would she tell me that  she confirmed with the pharmacy that they didn't have the Rx yet? Why? Get it to them! Grace & Strength. Grace and Strength.

I get Alex set up on the couch. "Alex, I'm going to run up to the store and get your medicine. What is my cell #? Don't answer the phone or door if it rings."   I get in the car, back out of the driveway, and nothin'.  The car dies!  Unbelieveable! Check Engine!  I am right in the middle of my street, car cock-eyed, and it is dead. PANIC.  I'm turning the key, reaching for my phone to call Peter, what am I going to do?

I pulled the keys out and retried. Worked like a charm.  Peter suggests I take it straight to Firestone at the front of the neighborhood. I call a neighbor as I drive and tell her the dilemma.  She graciously offers to come get me from Firestone and take me to HEB to get the Rx.

At Firestone, they tell me that because the car only has 7800 miles, my fleet department wants me to drive the car  about 10 miles away to a dealership.  Not happening today I say. "Ma'am, we will tow it there for you. It could be the computer in the car."  Fine. My wonderful friend Traci offers to go to the store and get Alex's meds. I drive home and wait for the tow truck. My sweet boy hasn't moved.

Thank you Lord for helping me handle the day.