Inconveniences and Flat Tires

Very flat tires.

Inconveniences are annoying. They keep you from getting done whatever it is you want to be doing right now. They put you on hold, make you stop and take a breather or refocus on something that you should have been doing the entire time. Inconveniences are bothersome, incongruous things that put kinks in your plans and tell you that maybe your plan isn't the absolute best one ever. Maybe, definitely, God's got a different one.

You know what's inconvenient? Popping a tire. Or maybe two. Not that that's a thing that happens every day. Oh wait, it does. Like today. To me.

I kinda met my new least favorite best friend the curb trying to get my sister to band practice on time. Long story short, my new friend and I rushed our relationship a little, got to know each other too well too soon, and the connection blew up, leaving me stranded on the side of the road. Moral of the story? The flames that flare the brightest often burn out the fastest.

Except not. That's a rather discouraging moral that leaves out like 90% of the story. Like the driveway which was conveniently immediately after the place where the curb and I met so I could get out of the rather busy road. You gotta be thankful for a convenient driveway.

The sister enjoying the moment. Way more laid back than
I would have been if I was the late one.

And what about my sister? I had to get her and her tuba to band without having a vehicle in which to transport the happy/not so happy couple. That's when having a phone is helpful and you better believe I was thankful to have the number of a certain French horn player who could call her mom who could contact a nice band mom with a largish car.

Phones are good for calling moms. Who are good at calling tow trucks. Who are good at transporting cars with two flat tires to places that specialize in replacing, you know, tires. Positive networking in action, guys.

But seriously though, a convenient driveway and a renewed appreciation for having a cell phone really doesn't make up for the inconvenience of a single flat, much less two. What kinda does though is actually saving money or something in the end because some of your tires had to be replaced anyway on that car and the other one and with all the rotating tirey stuff that has to be done, in the end, it worked out better. Maybe. I think. It made more sense talking to my dad about it than my mom. But hey, one of the tires was really worn out anyway, and I got to see the inside of a tow truck. Not that it was terribly exciting, but it satisfied a curiosity.

The back of a tow truck as viewed from its cab. 

So I guess what I'm saying is that God has a reason for inconveniences. It doesn't tend to be super obvious, but I know it's there. So relax, take a deep breath, and enjoy the adventure. Because anything out of the ordinary is an adventure, and anyone who's read anything knows that adventures always lead to something beautiful.

This one got me writing again full speed, and to me that's something.