It's the little miracles that remind you of who's in charge. The squawking started about three days ago. Pumping the brakes hard would curtail it briefly but eventually it would start again. My battle-tested Honda was complaining, and I knew it would cost several hundred dollars to fix that I didn't have if I was correct that the brakes(or something in that vicinity) needed work. When you hear what sounds like metal rubbing metal, that's a cue to get your behind into the shop but quick!
 Business was brisk this week, which left me with little opportunity to attend to the problem. Today I got free in the early afternoon and decided to get it done. With that decision made, I wanted to take a clean car in there so off to the car wash I went. Out the other end I came...and I was about a half-mile on my journey before I realized what had happened. The noise had completely disappeared...and it hasn't been back since!
 My thought is: there was some brake dust built up that was causing the noise, and going through the car wash cleaned it out of there. I have been on quite a few gravel roads and dusty construction areas of late. But I have no doubt it was providence keeping me from running to the Honda dealership with the least spare moment to do so out of panic. Every time I thought of doing so, something else would come up and get in the way. All this has caused Rom. 8:28 to be in my brain the rest of the day.
 The issues I referred to so vaguely in the last post still exist and will continue to for a while to come. So if you live in South Dakota, Wyoming or "Aussieland", prepare to still be occasionally bugged about them over the next few months! It's not going away anytime soon because it's not really so much a problem as it is a challenge, a puzzle, a quest for greater understanding in the midst of feeling like there's something really defective. But events like saving mega bucks on car repairs let you know that the universe is being properly handled regardless of the endless mysteries that surround us otherwise.