There are angels watching. At least I see evidence of such things. A recent trip to Kentucky helps bring it to light. Heading south on Interstate 65 at speeds over 70 I thought it might be a good time to make a stop just before getting into Indianapolis. I figured it would be easier to stop now before getting into the city traffic. After finishing all the reasons for the stop it took a total of eight minutes. Back on the road we cut through the city in no time and back to the open highway where back to the speed once again push the needle past 70.
As we traveled along we came up on what would be considered a “slow pocket” of traffic. That’s what they call it whenever you listen to a traffic report on the radio. But what slowed us down was something else you hear, and that was a gaper’s block”. In the north bound lanes you could see several police cars with lights flashing, and several motorists and their cars parked on the shoulder. I began to complain that this slow down was going to put us behind our agenda and said to my wife “why do people have to slow down and gawk”?
As we slowly moved south the the reason for the gawking become apparent. In the grass median separating the northbound and southbound lanes you could see tire marks from a vehicle that had left the southbound lane and had cut across to the north lanes. A big 18 wheel semi was responsible for those marks. We could see the truck as we gawked. Yeah I know I became just like every other driver I was complaining about just a couple of moments earlier. But as we realized the severity of the accident we just began to pray for the driver of the truck and any other person or persons that may be involved.
It had just happen. Well within 10 minutes or sooner. Other than the police there was no other emergency equipment at the scene. As we moved past the destruction and was able to bring our speed back up we saw the emergency response heading north. The further south we traveled and talked about the accident it came to light that we had the protection of angles around us. If we had not stopped before we hit the city we could have been right at the spot the driver of that truck left the road, maybe running into us. A10 minute difference in time could have made a world of difference. Those are the times when you feel God’s protection by his angels. Some may call it providence; some call it luck some may say karma is involved. I have faith that God protects. I see evidence of it all the time. On a trip to Kentucky, all 316 miles I saw that protection in action.
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