Close Calls

I must have been in a daze because all of the sudden the car in front of me on the highway is at a dead stop but I am still cruising at a steady 55 mph. THINK QUICK! I swerve into the other lane and barely avoid messed up front end and a guaranteed traffic violation. If you can believe it- I still had the sense to use my blinker and strangely enough there wasn't any traffic in the other lane... coincidence? My life is a bunch of close calls all strung together. For example, while in California a couple weeks ago I had a similar situation. While merging onto hwy 78 from Oceanside to Vista I was almost run off the road by a truck pulling a 5th wheel. The only thing that saved me was my quick reflexes- or was it me at all? When these situations happen- time slows- I can't explain it but I have time to actually think about what I need to do. Is it like this for anyone else? Apparently not for everyone, or there wouldn't be traffic accidents, or accidents at all for that matter. 

What I know for sure is that I pray at stop lights.  It's been a strange habit I have had since I started driving. It started out as a way to get over my fear of driving alone. I knew that I could just 'talk' to God and he was with me always. Over time I started driving more and more on  highways without stop lights, so praying became more sporadic. My fears went away and I kind of set God in the trunk so to speak. Just about the time I get comfortable with that arrangement I have a close call. What happens then? Yup, I pray.

I believe that God uses all resources to give us the chance to come to him- he doesn't necessarily make the situations happen, but he allows them. Close calls are a great way to remind us that he is there always- through the good and the bad... makes me think of Carrie Underwood's song, Jesus Take the Wheel. I know he won't physically drive my car, but most certainly I want him to be in the front seat of my life to hold my hand when the road gets rough.