Have you ever been at the end of your prayer rope? Need help when you’re fresh out of faith and out of words? That’s how I felt in the parking lot at Target when I turned my car key. All I heard was a clicking sound. “Again?” I thought.
My family and I were spending nine months in Dallas, Texas. While our own car was parked at home in the Middle East, a dear and generous older couple had lent us their car to use in Dallas. They were happy to bless us with an extra car they weren’t using, and we were overjoyed at what looked like God’s provision.
What none of us knew was that the car would turn out to be a total lemon. [Read more…]