I think everyone can say they've had some sort of adventure at some point in life... if thats not the case you probably don't leave your bed. Well I personally have, what I call adventures, pretty much every day of my life... sometimes due to my stupidity. This Christmas season I had an adventure I will probably never forget.
So it started Christmas morning with me forgetting to put my snow boots in my car, (which turned out was a mistake later on), I was late to drop my sister off at church for the Christmas Day church service, and there was a blizzard in the forcast for all of southern Manitoba.
I was due at my boyfriends house to go celebrate Christmas with his family and grandparents in Winnipeg. The roads were clear to Winnipeg and it didn't look like a blizzard was coming at all. We had a really awesome meal and talked. We left around 5 pm and the visibility was going down but roads were clear and it was very drivable. So we got back to their house and I helped them unload. I checked road reports for home and talked with my dad about whether I should head out or not, which took 20 min.
It doesn't really bother me driving on icy roads, I'm pretty comfortable and used to that even without winter tires on my car, but what I don't like is low visiblity. I let my car warm up a bit , brushed off the snow and then ventured out. The deal I made with my dad was if I had low traction or couldn't see when I got on the TransCanada I could turn around and stay overnight with Jeffrey's family. As soon as I got to the 13 highway I couldn't see a thing but most of the time the provincial roads are worse then the TransCanada so I decided to keep going and stick it out. I got to the transCanada and got on... and had low tranction, but I needed more reason then that to turn around. I noticed that my windshield was freezing up and no matter what I was doing it wasn't melting off so I figured it was freezing rain a bit. Then I realized I couldn't see anything no matter how much I squinted or used my high beams I was having a very difficult time seeing the road. At that point I realized it was not smart to keep going since I was going into the storm. So I slid neatly into the passing lane looking for the next intersection that I could turn around in to head back. I almost couldn't turn into it because of lack of traction. I stopped in the intersection and phoned Jeffrey.
When I was on the 13 highway and saw the bad road conditions I started getting scared but since I needed to see the TransCanada I kinda had to calmed myself down. When I got on the TransCanada I got scared again. Not being able to see and have low traction is scary. Then stopping in the intersection to phone Jeffrey I broke down crying and could barely get his number typed in.
In my life I've had three anxiety attacks that were awful where my right hand becomes temporarily paralyzed. As I was on the phone trying to calm myself down I realized my right hand was going numb and I couldn't move it. So Jeffrey calmed me down a little bit and offered to come get me but I said I didn't want him out in the strom to and that I would be okay turning around by myself. I took it slow and drove back to the house. Once I was parked I started sobbing looking at my hand trying to move it but not being able to. I sat in the car wiping tears and getting makeup all over my face. I settled down praying out loud that Jesus would make my hand move and calm me down. I went inside and was greeted by Jeffrey whos warm arms were a comfort I welcomed immensely. He rubbed my back telling me I was safe now trying to calm me down.
I looked pretty scary after that cry with makeup all over! :) It took my a bit to settle my breathing and phone dad telling him I was fine but wasn't going to come home for night. My hand was pretty normal at this point now.
I don't know why I reacted the way I did. I typically can keep my cool in situations like that and even probably would've tried to make it all the way home just to prove that I could. I haven't had that sort of thing happen to me in about four years and had completely forgotten that that happens to me randomly. So that was an adventure that I will never forget I'm sure.
The rest of the time waiting for the roads to open was fun, the bed for the night was really comfortable! The reason I regretted forgetting my boots was because of the amount of snow we got.. 30 cm! I went to play outside the next day with borrowed ski pants, my jacket, tuque and mits, and tall socks pulled over the ski pants with my little ankle boots. Another adventure playing in the snow with those kind of boots! :D It was cold and wet no doubt but fun to get fresh air!
The roads opened at 5:30 pm Boxing Day and I decided to go home. They were icy in spots but I could see so I was calm and collected! I felt sorry for the vehicles in the ditches and was glad I decided to turn back.
My dad had prayed with me on the phone when I told him I had turned back and was staying the night. Something he said was that he thanked God for giving me wisdom. In the moment where you are having an inward battle on two issues and can't decided which is the right one to choose God will give you wisdom. I didn't see as god-given wisdom in the moment but it probably was. Learning to see stuff like that as God's hand and guidance even though it may seem like a simple decision is a gift I want in the moment, not just 20/20 hindsight.