Friday, June 14 2024 - 5:29 AM
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Close Call Car Accident

Michael’s last words to me as I was opening the door this morning to go for my morning walk were: “Be careful! Watch for cars! I love you!”

I’m always careful and extra cautious when I walk without my sweetheart. And I always smile when he offers these words of caution to me. I smile because his words let me know he’s concerned for my safety AND — that he loves me.

Oh, it was a lovely morning for a walk. It was warm. The sky was blue with a few clouds and being outside just felt good!

A few minutes later, I paused at a four-way stop making sure the way was clear. I motioned to a couple of cars to go ahead, not wanting them to wait for me. A large SUV was slowing to a stop on the other side of the street. All seemed safe so I stepped off the curb and started to hustle across the intersection. For SOME REASON I looked toward where I thought the woman had stopped her SUV at the stop sign only to INSTANTLY realize that her shiny dark fender was now lined up perfectly with the right side of my body. I FROZE!!!!  She slammed on her brakes. The look of total surprise and shock filled her face. I don’t know who was more stunned, the driver or me?

The REALITY WAS I was INCHES, just INCHES, away from the fender on her big old, heavy car. I was inches away from a serious injury.

She moved on and I made it safely to the other side of the street. Oh, how I wanted to just kneel down right there on the sidewalk and THANK JESUS!  But my adrenalin was pumping so fast that I offered my praises as I kept moving down the sidewalk. But believe me when I say I WAS DEFINITELY THANKING GOD!!!!!

An “ordinary” day?  And “ordinary” words? No, I don’t think so! I’m coming to believe there’s no such thing as O.R.D.I.N.A.R.Y. when God’s involved — only extraordinary.

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Debbie Brownfield writes from Southern California.

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