Would you believe that Corvettes have the potential to inspire? Now, I know that if you love cars, they really can inspire, but I’m talking about spiritual inspiration. Let me tell you the story:

I was driving from Claremont to Pasadena one beautiful, sunny Southern California morning, but the weather inside my car was more cloudy, overcast and rainy, if you get my drift. I was stewing over something that had happened the day before, not paying really close attention to the cars around me.

Before I go any further, I should point out that I have inherited a love for the Corvette from my father. He and I often count how many Corvettes we see when we drive from one place to another and then share that with each other! I even have my kids shouting, “Corvette Alert!” and pointing whenever we see one on the freeway and they are all young adults, not little kids anymore and they still do it.

Okay, so here I was, driving West on the Pasadena freeway, just chewing on my troubles like a dog with a big meaty bone, when I looked to my right and saw two Corvettes in the lane beside me. That perked me up a little and then I really took notice when I saw three more coming up behind them.

Cool! I was in a baby Corvette Convoy. But what did I see ahead of me? You got it! More Corvettes. This was no baby convoy. I decided to drive a little faster to see if I could get to the front of the line, counting as I went. (I had to be able to tell my Dad, how many I had seen, right? He was going to love this!!)

As I drove the next 7 miles, I kept inching up, counting Corvettes, until I got up to 32! By this time I was fast approaching my exit, so it was with great resignation that I pulled off the freeway and up the Lake Avenue on ramp. For those of you who know this area, the freeway crosses under Lake Avenue and curves slightly to the left. As far as I could see ahead on the freeway from the overpass above, I saw a continuous line of Corvettes. I turned to look back the way I had come and realized that I could not even see the back of the line.

Mmmmmm, my heart had certainly shifted gears (so to speak! LOL) by this point and I quietly gave thanks to God for the gift of sharing the road with those beautiful cars. It was then that I sensed the Holy Spirit whispering into my heart. What I heard sounded very much like Ephesians 3:20, “Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.” (NLT) I sensed the Comforter telling me, “Look back at that line of cars and then look forward to the front of the line. As far forward as you can see and as far back as you can see, I am there with you and have been there with you, every step of the way. Everything’s going to be okay!”

It might surprise you to learn that my husband has been taken up chanting lately. If you are a US BNI Director, you probably heard him chanting in Rhode Island at the Directors’ Conference—“EGBOK,” and it’s absolutely true: Everything’s going to be okay.

Don’t you love it when God reminds us of that in ways that have special meaning individually to each of us?