She was heading out from a club at which her sister had been singing. After all, it was Nashville, and if you aren’t a musician in the town, you are in some way connected to one. It had been a great time of cheering her sibling on, but now it was time to call it a night. Pulling onto the freeway she felt a precarious bump, bump, bump in the tires beneath her that signaled trouble.
Making her way over to the shoulder, she realized, It’s 11:00 pm. I am a pregnant woman. Alone on the freeway. Not good. Her husband had graciously remained at home watching the baby so that she could enjoy the evening. As the child was sound asleep, he would not be able to simply leave and come to her rescue. Fortunately, her father took the call and was able to come to her aid.
Within a short time his efforts proved helpful and he headed to his car pleased to know the ordeal was now over. As he began to pull into the traffic, she turned her key. There was nothing. She tried again, but the battery refused to cooperate. She was horrified at the irony.
Suddenly, those wonderful flashing blue lights, that can strike fear into the heart of a speeding driver, felt more like the arrival of the Cavalry that night to our dear damsel in distress.
After a quick assessment, the officer sauntered back to his car and returned with a Coke. What! she fumed to herself. You’re thirsty!? You have got to be kidding me. Casually, as if on cue, he twisted open the beverage and poured a bit into the bottle cap. Odd, she thought. He then turned and poured the tiny amount onto the corroded area of the car’s battery.
“Start ‘er up,” he instructed. And with that, she did.
At 12:30 in the morning, she was finally heading home. Thanks to a bit of good ole “Co’cola”, as they say here in the South.
Now, I will tell you, I am a true Coke fan, but I had no idea that it could be a girl’s hero. My grandmother always reminds me of a science experiment they did back in her school days. “We put a penny in that bottle of coke, and then one day, it was gone!” She never did much care for Coke after that.
What’s interesting is that what is seen as destructive to one woman is now seen as a life saver to another. It was a lesson in perception, need and usage.
It reminded me of a verse in the Bible that tells how God, too, seems to enjoy using things we don’t think of as “worthy” to make a big splash in life. Check it out:
“But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty;” 1 Cor. 1 :27
Maybe there is something that seems a bit odd or out of place in your life. Perhaps it’s a matter of perception, lack of need or perhaps ill usage. Don’t be surprised if God finds a way to use that very thing to somehow “save the day” at some given point in time. Weirder things have been known to happen.
Just my thoughts. Yours?
S.
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