Praise God Anyway

Yesterday I was so upset! my car died and I felt like a small part of my heart was riped out and stomped on. I think the hard part is that this was my first car, my first big purches in life. How this one big story begins was my friend called me up to come over for dinner and a movie at five.

So I'm headed to her place and am waiting at a red light here in town, the car behind me keeps honking his horn.
I think to myself why is he honking? I'm in the turning lane and I don't know him, so I have no clue why he keeps honking. I turn in my seat and give him a smile and the guy then jumps out of his car and comes to my passanger door, yelling at me through the window that my frount right trie is flat.
Great just great!
I bought the car for 3500 dollars, in two years it had cost me 4000 dollars in repairs and now there is another cost problem. I just didn't want this!!
I have an eye infection so I look like crap and I'm not feeling well, all I wanted to do was go to my friends and have a good evening, not have to be seen around town.

So I head across the road to the gas station, call home and wait for my dad to come help me. He filled up my tire enough to get me to O.K. tire down the road, they were about to close but nicely took me in. ( I think to myself this is going to set me back around a hundred dollars for the new tire and work, and I am going to be late for dinner but its just a small set back . It's all going to be O.K.)
The people couldn't find anything wrong with the tire and don't know why it was leaking or how. So they put my tire back on and this all this just cost me time, for my dad was nice and paid the twenty dollars ( since I am right now out of work).

I say good bye to my dad and try again to get to this dinner.

I make it to a stop sign, ( not three feet from the store) start to head across the road and my driving wheele begins to freeze up, my oil light and battery light come on, then my car altogether dies, lucky for me I am able to pull off the road, into a parking spot side ways before she died fully.
Hoping my dad was almost home, I call again... almost laughing at my bad luck and crying too.
Trying to get together anything of value to take with me, I hear my mom tell me my dad was still out and she would try to get hold of one of my brothers that was driving around town.

The weather outside is freezing, and I have no heat in my car for I can't get it running and then to add salt to my open wound, my period starts... the one time I ware tan pants or anything not black ( sorry to any guy reading this) .
So I'm sitting there cold, emotional, out of a 7500 dollar car, hungy, a sore infected eye, and I just quit my job a month ago.... I was just wanting to have a fun night at a friend!!

After ten minutes my brother shows up to get me and tells me I have to go home and call a tow- truck, I can't just leave my car sitting there.

Three hours later I get to my friends house, but like my mum kept telling me last night: "Praise God anyway"

So I need to say; I'm thank-ful for the man who got out of his car to tell me, for living in a small town with family to come and help me, for having a car for two years, and that it all wasn't worse.