My Confession

Right now I want to confess. I am worried.

On Thursday here it rained really hard and my car ended up flooding. I had to take it to a repair shop and report it to my insurance. I can’t sell a messed up car to someone. It affected my floors, seats, and electrical work. When I took it to the shop he was pretty sure it was going to cost a lot to fix it, more than the car was worth. Which didn’t make me that upset because I am trying to sell it anyway. Totaling it out is fine with me. 

The insurance company adjuster came out to the shop today. He wouldn’t listen to the repair man and only valued the repairs at 1700. The repair man thinks that it is going to cost a lot more, but he hadn’t had a chance to tear out the seats/carpets to assess the damage. I had to tell him to go ahead with the repairs and hope that when he gets in there it really is going to total out my car, because now I am not going to have time to sell it.

The repair man doesn’t have time to do it until Friday. I am supposed to leave next Wednesday for Indiana. 

I am confessing my fear and worry. I am worried that I am going to not have this resolved by Wednesday when I am supposed to leave and I am not going to get to spend time with my family before the race. I am worried that it might not be fixed by the time I need to leave for the race. I don’t have the money to pay car payments the entire time I am gone. 

I also am claiming right now that I am going to refuse to worry anymore. God put me on the race. God told me to go now. God told me that he would take care of me and my finances. I am going to choose to trust that even now when things seem hopeless and completely out of control that God has it in his control. 

I am not making a contingency plan. 

“Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they? And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life?” – Matthew 6:27

Worrying is not something that God has for me. In fact every time I worry about race stuff he reminds me “Have I not provided for you so far” and says “Why don’t you trust me?”. 

Dear Lord, I thank you so much for your provision. You have blessed me beyond what I could have ever thought possible already. Lord I trust that you will continue to provide. I trust that you have a plan and that your plan is best. God I know that you have called me to the race in January and you have said you would provide a way to go. I pray that you would let the repair man get to my car as soon as possible and that you would provide a way that this wouldn’t be a hinderance to my family as I leave on the race. Amen