You don't know how loved you are
6:15 pm
There's something beautiful about being reminded of how much you are loved...
I was at the car dealership with my parents shopping for my very first car as a working adult, and to be honest, I was stressed. I had been saving for a new car for months but hadn't planned to make the purchase until the beginning of next year. Unfortunately, the previous car that I was driving broke down, and for my safety, I knew it was time to invest in a new vehicle. Anyone who has ever been to a car dealership may be able to relate to the frustrations of negotiating for a car: unneeded pressure from car salesmen, lengthy wait times with processing information, and the daunting stress of adding a host of new bills to your monthly expenses. It can be a lot.
It was nearing the end of the day and we found ourselves tired at the third dealership, yet interested in one particular vehicle that though slightly outside of my budget, was a perfect fit for me. As I test drove the car and inspected it, I began to realize that it was the one I wanted. I had done the calculations and with my down payment, I knew I would just be able to afford the estimated monthly payments. As the true Nigerians we are, we made sure to try to haggle the price down for the best deal (especially my dad). I was so thankful that I had my parents' expertise to help with the decision, and also happy that they were allowing me to trade in the family car that they had given me to use since my early college days. As I was waiting on the salesman to return so that I could seal the deal, my dad said something that stood out to me. He said, "Michelle, you don't know how much you are loved."
I was moved by his statement, and replied with gratitude saying how thankful I was to have parents who devoted their whole day to help me find a car, and time and time again come through to support me through life's transitions.
When the car salesman came back to discuss what I put as a downpayment, to my surprise, my dad stepped in and ended up telling the car salesmen that we didn't need to take out a loan. He told the man that he would cover the remaining balance of the car's cost. (Insert praise break here!)
I didn't expect it, I certainly didn't ask for it, but my dad decided to cover the very thing I had been stressing over throughout my entire car search - the cost. If you ask me, the highlight of that weekend wasn't the awesome new car. My highlight was being reminded of God's character shown through the generosity of my parents.
God has already worked everything out for our good.