We couldn’t make the turn because the convertible we were riding in was going too fast. Skidding into an old adjacent road, the car finally came to stop just feet from a 30-foot-drop to the river. The three of us exited the vehicle, without a word said, and sat on the guardrails for a period of time in silence.
Five and a half decades later, two of us are still alive and the other died of natural causes. Had that car rolled or gone into the river, it would have been a recipe for disaster. With no seatbelts in that convertible, and obviously no life vests, the outcome would have been tragic.
Some teens had similar experiences with different outcomes. We made no professions of faith at that time, nor was God ever considered to be any part of our lives. Only one verse comes to my mind consistently when my memory takes me back through the years:
Psalm 23:6
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life;
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord Forever.
You can call it luck, the draw of the cards, or Jupiter being aligned with Mars, but I’ll go with the aforementioned verse.
Think about it.
Gary