LISTEN GOOD...

On Wednesday, I dropped the boys off at school and headed to my discipleship class at church. I had about an hour and a half to kill, so I decided to treat myself to some chicken minis. When I went back out to the truck, I noticed my rear lights were still on. I was confident I had turned them all off and was aggravated that I might have a dead battery on my hands.

If only...

I open the driver's door and smoke came billowing out like I was a student at Ridgemont High.

The cab was engulfed and some motor was running.

A policeman was walking out of the establishment (like you don't know where chicken minis come from) and I had him assist me. He called in the troops.

They found the problem...

When I was driving into town, I had to pass by another chicken minis store and my original intent was to stop there. The little voice (aka Holy Spirit) urged me to drive on.

I debated.

Drive on to the next one. What if something happens?

What is going to happen?

Drive on.

Okay fine I will.

The point...listen good to the still small voice as He gently nudges you and guides you.

There may not have been a policeman coming out just as I was discovering the fire.

My mama may not have been able to run over to get me right then.

Who knows?

He does.

I am glad I chose to listen good then.

I choose to do so today.