Time for resting; time for waiting

Hello again. I know it's been a while since I've blogged, but it is because God just wasn't going fast enough for me!
I'm finding out about His timing, and surprisingly enough, He is giving me the ability and patience (thus far) to endure the waiting period.
Here I thought that as soon as I received "my orders," I would be out to pursue completion of them. "Yes, God. Ten-Four. I'll get right on that, Sir." So I got everything in storage and was out on the road to fulfill my mission (what little I knew about it anyway). No more than I got on the Interstate, my car decided to let me know it wasn't really up for this. Now, it had been a good car for several years, having purchased it from my sister and brother-in-law for $100 after it sat outside through a hail storm. Nope, she may not have been the prettiest thing you ever laid your eyes on, but she was good to me and took me across a lot of miles.
After stopping for a few days in Ponca City, OK at my sister's, I went on to Wichita, KS to visit another sister... and that is where my car decided it would stay. After taking it to the "doctor" and finding out that it would take about $1,300 to fix her, I decided to give her to a family who was out of work and needed a form of transportation.
"What?" "Give a broken down vehicle to a family who couldn't afford to fix it?"
Now hold on a minute there. I forgot to tell you the dad is an out-of-work auto mechanic. He could do with that car what I neither had the resources or know-how to complete.
So, I began to fret about how I was going to complete my "traveling mission" God was sending me on. Then my friend from Blackwell, who runs Hope Crisis Call Center (a Christian non-profit organization) called me and said she could sure use some help for a while. I told her about my car, and she told me that Jesus didn't take me out in the middle of a lake to leave me there. He promised to take me to the other side. I needed to trust in Him to provide transportation for me, in order that I might complete what He has for me to do.
So, now I am in the "waiting and resting" process. But I am learning that this is all part of what God has for me. I must learn patience and trust His timing. Each day I wake and thank Him for shelter (living at the center) and food, and most of all for surrounding me with loving Christ-like people, prayer, and worship.
God is using me right here in my own hometown, the one place where I was determined to not move back to after the death of my parents. It is strange what God will take us through on our journey to be nearer to Him.
Be blessed and remember to always be prepared to "wait."

Judy Lambert
On The Road for Christ.