I’ve been working on a project this summer. I was getting so close and it was almost done. Then I had a scare.
On Sunday morning, I was headed to the 8:30 church service. I exited at Union Street and stopped at the traffic signal. When the light turned green, I moved forward. Then I slammed on my breaks as hard as I could.
A car was speeding up Union, not even slowing at the red light. He or she barreled through just a short distance away from the front of my car.
I escaped contact. I did not have a wreck. I was not injured. I did not go to the hospital, or worse. I was not even sore. I was not out a deductible or the use of my car. I did not experience a big insurance headache (auto or health).
Nothing bad happened to me. Not a single thing.
I continued to move through the rest of my day. But I knew I’d faced an almost. A close call. A “could have been bad.”
I know that’s true because the man who was in the car behind me was also headed to the same church. He came up to me in the sanctuary and said, “I thought I was going to be presiding over your funeral.”
He said, “God was on your side.”
That was such a sweet thing to hear because that thought is in the project I’m working on, the one I wanted to finish that is almost ready.
I get a chance to do that. Because I’ve been working on it this week, and it’s even more “almost ready” since Sunday.
Now it’s “really almost ready.”
I can’t wait to tell you about it.
In any case, on Monday, when I received the email with the church prayer list, I opened it up and reviewed the names with concerns. I was so thankful that my own name was not anywhere to be seen. How glorious to not be on that list.
I think many of us are aware that we have missed some close calls but don’t know when or what they might have been. I just happened to see mine. To have been a witness. And I was able to turn that experience into a great appreciation for being able to walk back into my house and say hey to Trixie.
Uninjured, unbroken, not even sore.
Hope you’re enjoying your magnificent journey this week. I sure am enjoying mine.
— Minnie Lamberth
The Magnificent Journey
Vol. 3, Issue 14