To the Rescue

Margaret, Mema, and I had been having a very uneventful trip home today, when we were about six or seven miles from Southern Pines, which is where Mema lives, and we blew a tire.  I pulled off of the road, called Matt talked to Belinda and Matt was there within five or ten minutes.  There were many reasons to be thankful.  I wasn't in the middle of an Interstate in the middle of Atlanta, we were only ten minutes from lots of friends, we didn't have a wreck while veering off the road, and it didn't happen in the middle of South Carolina or Georgia where we would not have known anybody.  God was gracious.  Matt changed the tire in no time, we took Mema home and made it back safe and sound to the Lake.  Thank you Matt!  Thank God for great friends.