God Protects

"The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my savior;

my God is my rock, in whom I find protection.

He is my shield, the power that saves me,

and my place of safety." 2 Samuel 22:3

This morning I awoke early...3:40 am by a child who couldn't sleep. Finally at 5:30 he fell asleep and I got my coffee and showered.

Monday is my day to drive to Seattle...to answer the helpline at the National Eating Disorder Association (NEDA). After dropping off Jack and his friend at school, I started the hour long drive to a place I never thought I would be at...sitting on one end of the phone, offering help to those who are suffering or know someone who is.

10-1..that was my shift. I drove in to the parking lot next to the building. $9 for parking. It is worth it. As I pulled in to the spot my van sort of slid in to place. I wondered why. The ground looked slick from water and there was a slight slope to the space I chose.

I went in to the building...answered calls, followed up, learned how to do mailings and write up reports. 1:00...God's "determined purpose" for me....to encourage and educate girls and women on a positive body image and self worth....this is a learning step...a way to reach out...a way to connect to those who are hurting...

I walked to my van.

Tried to back out of my space.

My van would only back up but slid all over like I was on snow and ice.

I got out of my van to see if my tire was flat or if there was oil on the ground.

Nothing.

Tried again.

Slid some more.

Two nice men helped me get back in to my parking space.

They said my tire wasn't even moving.

The answer...my tire rod that connects the steering and tire...broke...disconnected...

The man said if that would have happened on the freeway at 60 miles per hour...just a while before this...I could have flipped my van.

But God....

But God waited until I was safe in my parking place.

Protected.

Covered by His mighty hand.

When I weighed the implications of what could have happened...I began to weep in the middle of the parking lot.

Two years ago...in the treatment center...I wanted to die...not eating...hating myself...covered in shame and guilt...and God saved me....He sent me an amazing woman (H.M) that spoke truth in to me through God's Word and helped me see His promises were meant for me. She was God's angel sent to me to save me for such a time as this...so I could fulfill His purpose.

And today...

I see His protection once again...

Why me...Why would you want to save me so many times...

"He lifted me out of the pit of despair,

out of the mud and the mire.

He set my feet upon solid ground

and steadied me as I walked along.

He gave me a new song to sing,

a hymn of praise to our God.

Many will see what he has done and be amazed.

They will put their trust in the Lord." Psalm 40:2-3

Thank you Jesus for your constant love and protection.

I don't understand your grace and mercy.

God's will is for us to know Him.

I pray I never forget the last few years and today...and the protection God gave me.

I pray I never forget God's will for me...and that I am in constant pursuit of it.

In love,

Teresa