The Pothole I Related to Life

I've got a lot of growing up to do.
Now you may read that sentence, and chuckle thinking, "heck yeah you do girl. You're like 12."
Believe me.
I know.

A couple of days ago I was driving to my parents house to grab a blouse that I had left there, and to maybe steal some food from their fridge when I hit a pothole. A nasty thing in the middle of the road. I assumed my car was fine, and kept on trucking (pun intended) until the top of the road, where upon trying to turn, I realized that my car was not going anywhere. I thought I popped a tire (which also would have been bad because I don't know how to change a tire, and I'm not sure my car even has a spare... Huh I should probably figure that out. Sorry. Tangent), so I flipped on my hazards, got out of my vehicle and discovered that my two front tires were facing opposite directions. "Well.. That's not good" I thought to myself (actually that's the 'G' rated version of what I thought to myself, but since many people will be reading this I will leave it at that.) I figured that I must have busted my axle or something car related like that.

Luckily, being the mature adult that I am, I knew what to do.

I called my Dad.
My dad answered, I explained the situation, and he very calmly told me to call my mother.
So, slightly fearful, I did.
She didn't answer.
I called again.
And like the first time, and the time after that and the time after that, she didn't answer.

The whole time this was happening, around seven people had stopped to ask me if I was okay, and if I needed help. I kindly told them no thank you, and they merrily went on their way, until three God sent men, quite possibly the three Nephites *mormon chuckle*, got out of their cars, and without even asking me, pushed my car to the side of the road. I expressed my gratitude and they vanished. Not really, they actually just drove away but same thing.

I then did the only other thing I knew how to do, and called my insurance company (yes I do know how to do adult things. Luckily I have a very old car, so I had done this before). I explained to them the situation, they called for a tow, and that was that.

I was not far from my parents house at this point, so I left my keys under the mat of my drivers seat for the tow truck, gathered whatever I needed from my car and started walking.

On my way there, my mom called.
I got yelled at.
I cried.
We moved on.
You see, this was not the first time that I have broken my car. There was an incident where I slid off of a cliff but that's a different story. I don't wanna talk about it.

Anyways.
My car had a broken tire rod. Midas replaced it, and I got it back the next day.

Right about now you may be wondering what the point of this story is.
I am too.
I guess it's really just to reassure myself that I can do adult things, like call for a tow truck to have my car fixed.
But maybe it's to reassure you.
Maybe you're at a point in your life where you just hit a pothole, and your car isn't moving. The situation looks bad. You did NOT need this thing added onto your worries. You don't want to accept someones help.
I want to tell you that I have been there. More times than I can count. I have hit that pothole. I have been down that long and twisty road.
I also want to tell you that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. And no, it's not the train.
There is an end to this trial, this worry, this stress.
There is hope.
There is love.
There is light.
There is Christ.

There is a tow truck on it's way to rescue you right at this very moment.
Have faith.
"Have courage, and be kind."

Maybe your broken axle will turn out to be just a broken tire rod.
Maybe your stresses will turn out to be just a lack of a good night's sleep.

What I know is that you will be stronger after this. After whatever you are going through, you will be infinitely stronger than you were going into it.

"Good timber does not grow with ease. The stronger the wind the stronger the trees." - President Monson

Don't give up.
"When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot, and hold on."

Rescue will come.
Just hang on.
A pothole is simply that. A pothole.