This week my car needed the mechanic, it’s always funny to me how my father prepares me.

When it went, I said out loud, “there goes my baby” something inside of me went yep, this is it.

Well, after a few texts and calls, I just sent a txt stating, whatever god has for me, it’s fine.

And very peacefully when the call came to say my engine is dead, I was fine, it felt like I was consoling the mechanic. Instead of the other way around.

I have known for a while that the enemy is trying all sorts of things, and when you know that you can find peace.

I kept saying, God, I trust you over and over, every time the thoughts would try and come in, I would hit back again and again.

For the last couple of years, the father was trying to ready me for another car, and I was stubborn and it came to a head, I have to humble myself and say, I know you tried, but I was anxious and unsure, so I put it off and off and off again.

I have my sight set on something, now I have to trust him that everything will fall into place, and it comes to pass if not, then I trust whatever he finds for me and I will love it.

For the car I have had was a blessing, from him and I was so scared because I felt unworthy, but now, bring on anything you feel is right for me.

Because I love you father and I do trust you, AMEN