Boo-boos are little mistakes, things that can be easily fixed. Bigger problems need more dramatic language, like crisis, injury, or, grievance.
On the way home for the conference in Stoneboro, we encountered a boo-boo—we ran out of gas
Two factors led to this: the gas gauge is not accurate, and my husband forgot to fill up when we stopped for dinner. We tried to remedy that at the next exit, but the gas station there was defunct. We headed back to the highway, but not for long. We soon coasted to a stop out of the way of traffic.
We called AAA, and they dispatched a truck with gas.
We had stopped only three miles from the next gas station, but three miles is a long way to walk to make a phone call or but a can of gas. We didn’t have a can in the car, and a 12 ounce soda bottle doesn’t go far when trying to start a car. Trust me, I’ve tried it, and that time I had a 24 ounce bottle. This time we made the call from the car, and all we had to do was sit back and wait for an hour. We even had some entertainment, although my nook ran out of charge before the time was up.
Right there as I sat in the car waiting, I was thankful for several things.
- We were safely off the road.
- The weather was good.
- We had cell phones.
We got home later than we expected, but thanks again to the handy cell phones, we could let our son know we would be late, but were okay.
All in all, a boo-boo, not a crisis. Thank you Lord.