Broken-down blessings

Did you miss me? I haven’t posted for a while because this week, my truck broke down. Actually, it’s not my truck, it belongs to my roommate. I don’t have a vehicle, or internet. I have to go to the library to get online. No truck = no contact with the outside world.
This week, we both had to rely on many more people.
It started with a phone call at 2 am, because my roommate works second shift, and she couldn’t get the truck to start when she was ready to come home. I had to take it to work the next morning, and she wanted to warn me there would be no vehicle.
I had to call my boss, I had to call my ten o’clock meeting, and I had to get a ride. At 2 am, I couldn’t get back to sleep for worrying about everything.
Jesus told us not to worry, and he was right. Smart man, I really ought to practice his preaching more often. I found more than one person willing to give me a ride. To work, to church, even to the grocery store so that we wouldn’t have to survive on moldy leftovers and canned soup.
It can be frustrating to lose your independence and find yourself entirely dependent on others. However, in this situation we can see our greatest blessings more clearly. Independence is nice, but having relationships and a network of people you can count on is by far the better gift.
Thank you for helping. Thank you for giving. Thank you for simply being there. It makes all the difference.