"mathematically impossible"

I was running late so I squeezed my car into that tiny little space between the tiara and the wall. God brought along Uncle Damien and Aunty Yoke Lin to watch out for me. After getting parked, I couldn't get through the space between my car & the tiara in front, but thankfully I just managed to squeeze through the space between my car & the wall.

When a friend saw my car, he went "it's mathematically impossible to get out". I was almost beginning to worry a little. But if I could get my car in, then I could get my car out right?

With some pushing (so that I don't bang the wall or the tiara should I ever so lightly tap on the accelerator), after lotsa of twisting the steering right right right, then left left left, we got the car out!

I suppose perhaps it might not have been so impossible, but what struck me from this little incident is that - it never occurred to me that it wasn't a possible thing, that it would be difficult or I wouldn't be able to do it. I needed to park my car, there was a little space and I went in.

It's not about my driving skills. Now if you know the way I drive, you would understand what I'm saying. My friends used to take over the wheels just to park my car for me back in college days.

It's about how when we're given a task, He will equip us with everything we need to get that task accomplished. From bringing along Uncle & Aunty to help, and then more friends later to help, and of course with divine technical help from Him, God parked the car for me. Another important thing is, the thought that it's not do-able never crossed my mind, and when I don't think that it's impossible, fear don't come in and grip me.

I still don't think it's anxiety that's been keeping me from sleeping in the past week. I'd like to think it's excitement. Although I must admit that, somewhere between now and theplan09, there are some missing pieces that I have yet to see coming into the picture. But praise be to God - He is the God who is able to do immeasurably more than what I can ask for or imagine. And the important thing is, I don't think I'm doubting that it will come to pass (or maybe I've learnt to suppress disbelief well? hope not). That's why I think excitement is a more appropriate explanation to my sleepless nights.

Now... to learn to sleep in spite of the excitement. That's divinely possible.