While
traveling this weekend with cruise control and music on, I failed to notice my
almost empty gas tank. The gas tank light showed 30 miles and was flashing to
get my attention. I turned the music and cruise control off and sat straight
up. I drove a while and finally saw a sign with gas in one mile. I exit and
drove down a long dark road and ended up at a closed gas station. My first
thought was the gas I just wasted. I got back on the highway making an effort
to not look at the flashing gas tank light with 20 miles. I kept driving and
chanting the words, “Praise the Lord. His mercy endures forever.” I made the
mistake of looking at the tank and it was flashing PLEASE REFUEL with no miles.
I had no choice, but to keep driving. Finally, an exit came up with several gas
stations. I exit to find them all closed – every one of them.
It was late and
began to rain. I saw a Waffle House, so I walked in and announced I needed gas.
Someone mentioned a station two miles down the road. I had already been in that
direction, but I go anyway. I passed two closed gas stations, and kept driving
and praying, “Praise the Lord. His mercy endures forever.” GASP! An
open gas station! I turned in, pulled up to a tank, turned the car off, and
began to cry. I was overwhelmed with gratefulness. I will never put myself in
that situation again; however, it reminded me there is never an empty tank with
God. His mercy endures forever and so does His unlimited, invisible supply. I
arrived home and later received a phone call from a friend making sure I made
it home safely. Praise the Lord. His mercy endures forever.
