Tonight I went to meet some friends for dinner. On my route, I realized that I was making the same trip I did to work many years ago. I got to a certain place in the road and remembered a time when God took my breath away: One morning I was on my way to work after a very cold night. The roads were covered with ice and I was doing my best to remain calm. I drove a big pick-up truck at that time. As it was the typical morning commute, the roads were packed with cars. There was a semi truck with a large trailer right next to me. My turn approached and I made my way to the left turn lane. I knew it was slippery there, so I down shifted (yes – it was a stick shift). I let the clutch out slowly – or so I thought. As soon as I did, the truck started sliding. I no longer had any control and I figured this was going to be the end of me. Somehow, I slid sideways from the left hand turn lane across 3 lanes of traffic and headed for the ditch. I saw the ditch approaching and thought I would hit that sideways and the truck would roll over. But, instead the truck’s back end swung around. I finally stopped, back end in the ditch, front end facing the traffic that I somehow just managed to avoid. I could not believe what had just happened. I do not know where all the cars and semi truck went as I slid, or how the truck did not come in contact with anyone else. The ditch also had a guard rail and some cement block with a small opening in between. The opening is where I landed. To continue on my journey, I simply put the truck in 4-wheel drive and drove out of the ditch. I did a whole lot of praising God that day!

I Found God today in remembering a time when He truly kept me safe.