Dad's are great

So on the way back to school from Chicago, my car decided it wouldn't start again at a gas station. Great. No surprise, though. So this happened at 5:30pm and I didn't end up leaving that place til 8pm. Ya, long night. I had to find someone from school to come get me and get a tow truck to tow it to Marion. I was slightly frustrated. My dad drove out after the evening service and got here around 12:30am so that I'd have a car in the morning and so that he could fix the Explorer. It took him all day to get the part and fix it. Turns out it was the starter which was good cause it was either that or the entire engine was shot, so praise God it was just that and he could get the part and fix it. I'm lucky to have such a great dad that will drop everything to come help his daughter. Being a pastor may not pay the greatest but right now I'm loving the fact that he can drop everything and rescue his stranded daughter. He's a good dad....I think I'll keep him.