A screech and then silence.
With only that much warning, the battery in my vehicle had decided that today would be its last. It didn't care that it had recently tested in the "good" range. It was done.
That scene unfolded today at 5:00 as I was trying to dash to an appointment by 5:30. I realized that turning the key repeatedly was not going to encourage the battery back to life. Instead, I'd have to change. And thankfully, God paved the way:
- I "happened" to park in a flat lot today instead of the parking garage. Had I parked in the multi-level garage, I have no idea how I'd have gotten my dead car out of there.
- No one parked in front of me, leaving plenty of room for someone to jump my car.
- The male co-worker who understands cars was still in the office and came out to jump my car, though we learned that a Honda Civic doesn't have enough juice to jump start an SUV.
- I had just enough cell phone battery to make phone calls to cancel my appointment, enlist the help of AAA, and make arrangements with Firestone to have the battery replaced.
- I was not charged for canceling my appointment. Woohoo!
- My new AAA membership came in handy and provided me with a free "jump." The AAA truck driver arrived promptly, was not creepy, and was able to temporarily revive my battery.
- I made it to Firestone before they closed their doors and was able to get both a new battery and an oil change, which I had planned to do on Sunday.
I can't believe that God worked out all those little details and that I didn't have to worry for a second about whether I would be taken care of. His provision constantly amazes me. Now I just need to start praying for financial provision for replacing the timing belt and making some other costly repairs to my aging vehicle.