Final exams

I feel like I am in the middle of final exams...

My anxiety level is palpable.  My chest is tight.  I am on the verge of tears.  I feel short of breath.

Yesterday, while on my way to Charleston, I blew a tire.  I am lucky that I did not wreck.  Lucky that a tractor trailer did not plow over me, or, that I did not serve into the truck beside of me.  God was with me but my anxiety level still hit an all time high.

Today, I loaded back up and hit the road again, heading to my church Women's retreat.  I stopped for lunch on the way.  Filled up my tank.  My right front tire looked low.  Thanks to my father for giving me a tire gauge years ago, I checked the pressure.....22....it should read 38-40.

Handy dandy iPhone told me I was near a tire store.

Here I am, waiting, again.  Relying on someone to fix my tire, again.

When I get back in the car, my anxiety will return and I have to rely on a higher power to calm me and help me drive another three hours safely.

We have had so many tests in the past few months.  Surely my A+ is going to be arriving soon.

I appreciate your prayers for a safe journey!