I posted earlier about the ladies' retreat that I was able to attend a few weeks ago. This was the retreat where I was reminded to keep a "gratitude attitude". I and another lady from my church rode separately in her car because I wasn't able to get off work in time to leave with the church ladies in the van.
First off, my husband calls about the time I had planned to be leaving. "What time was I supposed to be home?" he asks. "I was hoping to be gone in a few minutes, honey." I replied. He still needed to leave work, drive home and turn around to take me to meet my friend. That set us back half an hour, but I wasn't upset (too much.)
We met, loaded the suitcase, and got on the road. Almost halfway there, I couldn't take it anymore. This body that has birthed four children cannot travel very far without a potty break! (I use this as my excuse even though I've been this way since I was a child.) Thankfully, my friend was extremely understanding, and we stopped for a quick break. In fact, she needed a candy fix and, since there were no price tags on anything, had a tough time making a decision. That set us back another 15 minutes or so.
About a mile up the road from the gas station where we stopped, traffic was almost at a standstill. There were cars off to the side of the road, and no apparent reason for it at all. As we were trying to forge ahead through the slow traffic, I looked out at the fields we were passing....
HAIL--the size of quarters and golf balls. We'd missed it by about 5 or 10 minutes. Or, by about the time it takes to make a pit stop. This is God's way of helping me to give thanks in everything!