Yesterday I drove in and out through the back entrance of our subdivision - where the construction of new condos continues - like I do every Wednesday morning to get a Free Press. An hour or so later, as I when driving in to join "Mike and His Men" in FHL, my dashboard told me that my right front tire's air pressure was ten pounds low. For some reason, a couple hours later as I drove to an appointment, that same light came on ... and I had (correction, my tire) had lost two more pounds.

That "reason" turned out to be a nail in the tire.

My day was already booked solid (hear the word 'overflowing'), and I had no interest in dealing with this nail - so my initial thought was to simply ignore it, and expect it to 'heal itself' during the day. However, a trusted adviser offered counsel that sent me in a different direction. So, after the appointment, I picked up my laptop, told the office my story, and headed to Discount Tire.

And, then, in an amazing way, all of the pieces for my day fell in place. The tire was fixed for free (and it had two holes, not just one), and in about 1/2 the time expected. I rescheduled one important appointment for Friday. And something I had to do, but did not know how or when I would do it, got done. By the time I crawled into bed last night, I had even done 2-3 extra things not on my list!

And the thought crossed my mind, "Was it ill fate, or the hand of God, that caused that nail to enter my tire?"

A very similar question was posed by two disciples to a stranger on a different road many centuries ago. A very loose paraphrase has them asking, "Was it ill fate, or the hand of God, that caused those nails to enter Jesus' hands and feet?" The stranger - who turned out to be Jesus - gave them their answer. "He said to them, 'How foolish and slow you are to believe all that the prophets have spoken! Wasn't it necessary for the Messiah to suffer these things and enter into his glory?' Then beginning with Moses and all the prophets, he interpreted for them the things concerning himself in all the Scriptures." (Luke 24.25-27)

I have the feeling that was the same thing Jesus was saying to me yesterday. In fact, he has spoken those words to me many times over. "How foolish and slow you are to believe!" Yes, I must confess, he nailed me again yesterday.

But the nails of Jesus are given to bring healing and hope, not deflation or despair. "He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree; so that, having died to sins, we might live for righteousness. By his wounds (nails) we have been healed." (1 Peter 2.24) And, my oh my, how special it is when those nails finally pierce through a thick skull like mine ... and I realize God in his grace and mercy is in control every step of the way!

Lately or long time ago, if you feel as though you have been 'nailed,' I pray that your experience is like that of those two disciples from centuries ago. "Their eyes were opened, they recognized Jesus, and they said to each other, 'Weren't our hearts burning within us while he was talking with us on the road and explaining the Scriptures to us?'" (Luke 24.31-32)

Because, you see, few things in life are as special as the times we get 'nailed' by Jesus, and see that his grace and mercy are in control every step of the way!