There are few things more annoying in life than a shopping basket with a bum
wheel. I got one this week that must have sat out the winter under a snow
bank and all of the wheels grabbed and rubbed and wanted to direct the
basket every direction except where I wanted to go. As I came around a
corner I spotting a wonderful blue and yellow can. It was WD-40. Popping
off the lid I sent a miraculous spray of lubricant on the worst offender.
It was a miracle. The wheel loosened and now wanted to go where I wanted it
to go. I put the cap back on the can, replaced it on the shelf and reached
for can number 2. I sprayed another wheel. Once again I replaced the can
and got down a third and a fourth. My logic might have been flawed but I
figured it was the supermarket's basket and the supermarket's WD-40. It was
also important to not make one buyer pay for the repair that would have
ensued had I lubricated all four wheels from just one can.

How grand it was to then have a cart that almost floated down the aisle.
There are very specific places where God would enjoy having us go. He
would enjoy it because He has marvelous plans for us and like every parent
He is most happy to have His children do well. But sometimes we drag our
wheels and go a place we think will bring happiness but to a place He knows
will bring us unhappiness and grief. I have often wondered what He uses for
lubricant. Sometimes I think the lubricants are trials and tribulations.
They catch our attention. See Romans 5:3.