One afternoon in February, I headed in the direction of Schrader's Supermarket in Berrien Springs, Michigan. Driving in the middle lane, I saw two cars ahead of me slow to a stop. I pressed the brakes and, due to the anti-lock brake system, my tires only spun across the ice and snow, destined for the rear side of the car ahead. Thankfully, with no cars in the right lane, I swerved to allow the minimal amount of damage to both the white ‘97 Dodge in front of me and my car.

The tires still would not grip the snow, and my car came to rest in the bushes in front of the local McDonald's. As frustrating as it was to be towed out and transferred to more solid ground, it was nothing compared to what happened next.

Despite feelings of trauma, I continued to Schrader's in my still-drivable ‘98 Ford Escort, and then later headed into Benton Harbor on another errand. As I drove, I chatted on my cell phone with my sister, who at the time was upset over certain decisions I had made.

I told my sister that I wanted to share a song with her. I sang the chorus to a song I had heard for the first time the previous week:

God is too wise to be mistaken.

God is too good to be unkind.

So when you don’t understand,

When you don’t see His plan,

When you can’t trace His hand,

Trust His heart.1

After singing the chorus twice, my car suddenly began to fish-tail. Although I felt I had decent control over the car—as I have managed to safely survive previous similar experiences—I told my sister to pray for me and threw down my phone.

Despite my increased attention to the road, my car did a 360-degree turnabout in the middle of the three-lane highway. When it finally stopped in the opposite direction of traffic, I looked at my gear shift. Instead of D (drive), where it had been before, the gear was now in L (low gear).

At the time, I didn’t know exactly what L would do, and I hadn’t thought to use the emergency break. I couldn’t have. The only thing I could think to do was pray and sing and let God take control over my car. That is when I realized God was right there with me. I knew He had heard my prayer, and now I saw His hand, too. I immediately called my dad and shared my story.

My God is so good! I’m thrilled to share this experience, since it serves as evidence that God is with us all the time, and that He truly cares about every nitty-gritty detail of our seemingly hectic lives.

Whatever situation you may be traveling through, whether dealing with unstable relationships, the struggle of meeting financial obligations, the daily challenges to be a responsible student, the dissonance between foresight and anti-lock brakes, or just the obvious sense of an attack by an enemy who isn’t pleased that you worship a fair and loving God, remember that God cares. He is faithful. Trust Him. And know that somehow it will all work out for the best.

Diane Coon is a nursing and psychology student at Andrews University.

The Lake Union Herald does not endorse cell phone use while driving.

1. "Trust His Heart," written by Eddie Carswell and Babbie Mason copyright © 1989 Word Music, Inc. (ASAP)/May Sun Music (Admin., by Word Music, Inc.) (ASCAP)/Dayspring Music, Inc. (BMI)/Causing Clance Music (Admin. by Dayspring Music) (BMI) All rights reserved.