My car is running good again, but this wasn’t the case during the holidays. God had His hand on me because my engine could have blown up if the gasoline I smelled would have overflowed to electrical parts.
We returned home a week before Christmas and my vehicle drove nicely during those 900 miles. A few days later, I met with one of my besties for a long holiday lunch in Sedona and that’s when I noticed the smell of gas. But then it went away. I remembered that my husband put a fuel injector cleaner in my engine; maybe the smell was linked to that. The next day he smelled it too and we knew we had a problem. The mechanic had to replace my fuel pressure regulator.
I make a declaration of faith every morning taken from Psalm 91. It’s like insurance not only for me but for my family:
I am dwelling in the secret place of the Most High with (names of family)!
We’re abiding under the shadow of the Almighty!
He is our fortress!
He is our refuge!
In God do we trust!
He covers us with His feathers!
We will not live in fear!
The wicked will get their reward!
His angels are watching over us and keeping us in all our ways because we know His way!
He is delivering us from trouble!
He is our salvation.
This Thankful Thursday, I’m publicly thanking God for protecting me. I’m grateful this problem did not occur during our holiday travels, much of which is long, dry desert highway. I am going to keep dwelling in the secret place!