Yesterday morning I took off on my scooter to pick up a high schooler for church. Off and on for several days something about the bike's back wheel hadn't felt quite right, but I thought maybe after a year away I just wasn't used to the scooter.
While I was driving along by myself at a very low speed in an alley, the back tire blew and the bike swerved beneath me. If I had been traveling high speed with someone on the back of the scooter in a busy road, it could have been dangerous (although high speed for a 125 cc scooter is only about 35-45 mph). Though the shops were closed yesterday and I still haven't been able to repair the bike, I thank God for arranging the circumstances as He did so that no one got hurt, particularly the high schooler, who came to know Christ last summer when a short-term missions team brought her with them when they came to Taiwan.