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Day 269: how do you say flat tire?

26 Sep

We packed up and drove off the island — well, onto a ferry and then off the island — today.

The steering wheel started to wobble. Then the car began to shake ferociously down the highway. Justin looked at me and said, “Did you get new tires yet?”

“No, I was waiting for us to get off the island.”

Just as we both agreed that we needed to find an exit to pull off the highway, we heard a loud, “thud!”

The left, rear tire.

As we bumped along the highway to the edge of the exit and pulled off to the side of the road, Justin asked me if I had a spare tire in my car.

“Ummmmm…..” was all I could answer. “I don’t know?”

Luckily, I did, and I even had a jack buried underneath ALL of our luggage, boxes and belongings stuffed in the trunk of the car (which we had to unpack on the side of the highway to get to the spare tire).

Later this afternoon, after spare tire was adhered to said car and we bumbled down the highway to a tire store, with all of our stuff in tow, we found out the most surprising news…

All four tires had been shot with a nail gun.

The tire center removed each tire and showed Justin exactly where they had been shot and pierced with the nails still intact. They were shocked it wasn’t all four tires that blew.

We were lucky it was just one tire.
We were lucky a nice man stopped to help us.
We were lucky it happened near a highway exit and in bright daylight.

All I could think was — I am so relieved I was not the only one in the car!

There were many things I was thankful for today.
Most especially, the angels looking over us.

I suppose even in the most unexpected circumstances there is no reason for fear. Because somehow, someway, it always works out.

And in so many other ways…
we are never alone.

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