I broke his brakes. Part TWO

After thinking about the car situation tonight and talking about it with Tim, the bigger picture appeared.

 Mark and I rarely switch cars, we have no reason to. The way the incident unfolded, is not a coincidence.

 You see, my drive to class is less than 5 mins away and my speed doesn't exceed over 40 mph. Mark had to work today, hence why he was taking my car, to kill two birds with one stone. His commute is roughly 15 minutes and depending on what route he takes, his speed could get up to 70 mph.  I hate to think of what would have happened if he attempted to stop the vehicle at such a high speed, while his brakes were going out.

 Like always, God had a plan.

thoughts

Maybe you read my last post and are able to sense that I am trying to build a relationship with God. Or perhaps you think that I am reading the bible out of pure boredom, which I guess could be possible. Anyway, I have been having conversations with God lately, telling him what I am looking for out of life, expressing my fears, complaining about the Cubs... you know, the usual soul searching stuff. This is all going fine, except I have a small concern. Is God hard of hearing? Or maybe really soft spoken? Either way, I am afraid I am not hearing or seeing the answers I need.

Bottom line: One of us better start speaking up. Soon.