Bumper cars

On the 12th November, coming back from a weekend away in Eastbourne (how glamorous!) I crashed my car, in fact I wrote it off. However, sitting on the beach that morning, I knew I was going to do it, not down to the whens and wherefores but a definite knowledge that at some point that day, I was going to have an accident. I didn't deliberately crash my car, you understand, I think it was more a case of God giving me a heads up to say that things were about to get a bit rough but He was in control. So, when I was proceeding through a green traffic light and the driver in front of me slammed on the brakes to avoid being taken out by an ambulance on an emergency call, I wasn't at all surprised when I hadn't enough time to stop and crashed into him.
Thankfully everyone in the car was unhurt, which is the most important thing. I couldn't drive my car home as both the headlights were obliterated and the radiator was leaking. Given the age of my car, I knew it would be an economic write off. However, as I sat waiting for the pick up truck, I felt God say that He would provide a replacement car.
My first concern was immediate transport but I was able to borrow my Landlady's car for a week and a friend at work offered hers for the following fortnight as she would be on holiday. Their generosity meant that I didn't have to obtain a replacement car until 4th December, which was a tight deadline but did give me some breathing space.
I sent a prayer request email round and through that received the offer of a free car. In the end this option didn't work out as the car wouldn't actually start but another friend offered me her old car (again for free!). She now has a company car and was going to scrap her old Micra as it had no tax or MOT. So I went about getting that sorted and though it initially failed it's MOT, it was only on minor issues so was easy to fix.
The icing on the cake was that my Landlord has waived my rent for December to help me out financially! I am continually amazed as to how much of a blessing living in that little Bungalow has been. Whatever else is going wrong or however sad I feel that I haven't met my husband yet, I thank God for His provision of a home. As He promised, it has been a place of restoration and new beginnings.
So, my testimony of the last few weeks is that though it has been hard (in addition to the car drama, I was ill and my Mum was taken into hospital with a slight stroke) God has been there. I genuinely don't know what I would have done if I wasn't a Christian, BS suggested that I'd probably be out getting drunk and I think she's probably right. Thankfully I live in the reality of a supernatural God who works practically and perfectly - praise be!