The Titus 2:4 Project - Women Mentoring Women

In 2017, my husband surprised me with a fabulous trip to Europe for our 20th wedding anniversary. We spent three days in each, London, Paris and Germany, traveling between cities by rail. It was truly the trip of a lifetime and according to our fitness trackers, we walked more than 20 miles in those nine days.  Walking seemed safer for us. Maybe for everyone around us as well because most of the streets were narrow, cobblestone streets that often intersected with roundabouts. Roundabouts are helpful, I suppose. They mitigate stop lights and stop signs, but you have to be a confident driver to jump in or out when you have the opportunity...And we were not confident drivers in Europe. Street signs were a in foreign language and the steering wheel is on the right side of the car! These roundabouts were basically a free-for-all. No lines to mark lanes of traffic. No signs. Just say a prayer and hope for the best. The intersection at the Arc de Triomphe in Paris was the 'Mac Daddy' ...

Have you ever been out and about, running errands, picking up kids, going here, going there and suddenly you notice the warning light on your gas gauge.  How long has that been on?? Did it just turn on? Do I have 40 miles worth of gas in my tank? Has it been on all day and I am just now noticing it??  Visions of myself standing on the side of the road, helpless and alone, flash through my mind. "Lord, please get me to the nearest gas station!" I live in rural Indiana. There are some places I go fairly regularly, where the nearest gas station is a 15 minute drive minimum...that's if it's before 9pm. And if you happen to need diesel fuel, you could be even further from the nearest station. This happened to me a few days ago. My husband, youngest son and one of his friends were with me when I looked down and the information panel read "LOW RANGE." Usually, I can push the button and it will change to "40 MILES," telling me how far until empty. But...