Brakes

Sunday was a really good day.  However my brakes gave out on the way home from Julies piano recital.  It was on the East Beltline and I almost went through a red light.  I ended up driving home and made it just fine.  I had to slow down a bit so that I could stop at every light. 

Yesterday I made the decision to fix the brakes myself.  I made this decision because of the fact that I have done it before.  It was really pretty easy the last time.  So I went Auto Zone and bought the brake pads, I knew that I needed.  I went back home and proceeded to take the tire off and change the brake pads.  I didn’t get very far.  The rotor which is the part the brakes squeeze to make you stop was shot.  So I took Julies car and went to go get new rotors.  I put the new rotors on and I realized I didn’t have a c-clamp for pushing the thing back in.  I can not think of the name of the thing for the life of me.  By this time Julie was gone, so I rode my bike to the hardware store. This was a chore my legs and lungs were burning and it is less than a mile away.  I finally got back with only one break on the way home and found out that the thing was seized and the clamp didn’t help anyway.  Ok if you know me, you know that I have a little problem with patience.  I was very frustrated by now.  So after a few choice words, and a half hour of waiting for Julie to get home,  I was finally able to get a new thing(I still can’t think of the word). So after all of that I finally got home and finished the brakes.  I was so happy finally done.  I got in my truck and tried to push the brakes down.  They went to the floor.  So right now Julie and I are working on one car.  I looked on the internet to see what I had to do and I think I just need to bleed the brake lines. 

Last night I had a class to go to so I told Julie that I was going to ride my bike.  I ended up calling my mommy to take me to school.  I knew that I might make it there but I would never make it back.  It is all up hill.  I never understood the low gears on bikes, I think it’s harder in low gear because your legs have to move twice as fast.  Any way I arrived at school and Julie picked me up so it worked out perfect.  God has a funny way of taking your stresses and showing you that he is in charge.  I stressed out because who can live life with only one car, when Julie is working and I have school. God is good.  Every time Julie and I worry about something God shows us how powerful he is, and how he has a plan for our lives.  Pretty humbling don’t you think?  Why do we even worry at all.  Jesus tells us not to.  We are his children.  I like to think about how much I love Ellie and Julie.  God loves us so much more.  I would never let Ellie or Julie go hungry or let them get hurt.  God would never let something happen to us that is not needed for his plan.