Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Last Sunday I took the kids down South to my nephew's baptism and his brother's baby blessing. As I was backing out of the driveway I was prompted to say a little prayer before we started our journey. I asked Sporty to say a prayer, and, of course, he asked that we be safe as we drove. Five minutes later I pulled up to a red light. The light turned green and I proceeded forward-I had my eye on a car ahead of me that was about to turn right into my line of traffic (he would have ran a red light) when all of a sudden I braked hard and out of nowhere, another car came speeding from my left through the red light and right in front of me. I just sat there stunned. Had I moved forward anymore I would have been t-boned by this car. Coincidence? I think not. Prayers are answered-sometimes not how we would want them and sometimes they are answered before we realized it (why did I brake hard? After all, I hadn't seen the car coming from my left-never even glanced that way). Prayers are answered and for that I am grateful. Our Father in Heaven truly watches out for us and guides us and I am grateful for that. Most of all, I am grateful that I followed that small prompting to say a prayer before we left.