There are some little things in life that can fill me with dread. Finding a big hairy spider in the shower, having to shop for clothes, filling the car with petrol.....strange thing is, none of these things are a bad when they actually happen, I just work myself into a lather, wondering when I'll have to face up to them.
Another dread has been the Magic Roundabout in Swindon. Since hearing about it I've said a little, silly prayer, "please may I never have to negotiate this, Lord, Please". Well, guest what, today, I had to take my husband to Swindon and I had to negotiate this monstrosity. And guess what. It isn't too bad.
Prayers have a funny way of being answered so that we face our dreads head on, but with strength. It juts makes me laugh to realise that God actually cares about my silly little dreads and helps, even over the most inconsequential of things.