You know Dad always told me to be careful on the road and although my answer was always "of course Dad" he would always say "it's not you that I'm worried about it's everyone else." For the first time in my life, I understood what that really meant. As we are driving down this long and windy road, the truck/car headed towards us is weaving back and forth, from side to side, and as he or she veered into my lane, I just started to say "Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God." Do I veer right and go into the ditch, or do I veer left into his lane with the fear that he would quickly swerve back into his lane and we hit head on. I practically saw my life flash before my eyes. I wasn't ready to die. I was so scared. I can't even begin to tell you how my heart felt at that moment as his/her headlights started to get closer and closer to us. It probably was only 5 seconds, but I tell you I haven't been that scared in a while. It was a different kind of scared. I just thanked God the entire way home because I just knew that car was going to hit us. My heart was pounding like it hadn't in a very long time.
So I guess my message really is to say 'Don't drink and drive, because when you drink and drive- you don't get hurt...someone else always does.' Then perhaps maybe they were text messaging? maybe they dropped something and bent down to pick it up thing? Thing we've all done before. We all have to be so careful behind the wheels of our cars...Those headlights are embedded into my brain.
I'm sitting here now thinking about that car. And it still makes me quiver.
I also, as I do daily, look around and see how truly blessed the Lord has made me. I just pray for all my friends and family and those who need to know God. I'm so thankful that He is a forgiving and merciful God. To be able to love the way HE loves us is just beyond what we can imagine. He has promised us a life with Him if we do His will and study His word. It's there for us, written down. We can't forget. We also can't forget to to ask for those things that we want, those things that weigh on our hearts. We just have to ask.
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