I was going to New Hampshire in my 18 wheeler one hot summers day. I had just showered up and stopped on the Mass Turnpike to get a quick bite to eat. As I walked through the parking lot there was an old guy who was trying to fix something under the hood.
We made eye contact and you could see that all he had was a wrench and a screwdriver, but being all clean and comfortable and the last thing I wanted to do was get sweaty and dirty again so all I said to him was: "I'll get you some tools". I got them for him, went inside had something to eat, and came out to get my tools as he should be finished with them and get going.
Well, the guy was not a mechanic, so even though I did not want to, I rolled up my sleeves, got sweaty and dirty and got him going. He wanted to pay me some money, but I said no, just pray for me.
So I get in my truck and head into New Hampshire and I find myself driving on a two lane road. Just in front of me as I came over this little hill I see this 12 year old girl on her bicycle who is going in the same direction as me.
She hears me coming, so she looks over her right shoulder to see how far back I am. As I approach her, I start moving to the left over the center line to give plenty of room between me and her. As I am doing this, she now looks over her left shoulder, we make eye contact, and then she quickly moves to the left on her bike right towards me. No, no, no, I say to myself, but it's too late - I am definitely going to hit her!
All this is happening very quickly, so I wait until the right moment, hit my brakes, swerve to the left and head for the ditch. I let up on the brakes, bring the cab back to the right so my trailer follows - first to the left and then to the right - and I end up in a cloud of dust in the ditch.
Please, please, please Lord is my prayer as I jump out of the cab and onto the road to see what happened to the girl. I see that she is moving and trying to raise herself from the roadway - she is alive! (with very minor injuries)
It seems I did everything perfectly as I caught her bike with the last 2 inches of my bumper, which sent her off to the right, and my trailer did not run over her. I like to think that after I did what God would have wanted me to do earlier (help the motorist), the man did indeed pray for me and not two hours later the protection of Almighty God was upon me and that young girl.
We made eye contact and you could see that all he had was a wrench and a screwdriver, but being all clean and comfortable and the last thing I wanted to do was get sweaty and dirty again so all I said to him was: "I'll get you some tools". I got them for him, went inside had something to eat, and came out to get my tools as he should be finished with them and get going.
Well, the guy was not a mechanic, so even though I did not want to, I rolled up my sleeves, got sweaty and dirty and got him going. He wanted to pay me some money, but I said no, just pray for me.
So I get in my truck and head into New Hampshire and I find myself driving on a two lane road. Just in front of me as I came over this little hill I see this 12 year old girl on her bicycle who is going in the same direction as me.
She hears me coming, so she looks over her right shoulder to see how far back I am. As I approach her, I start moving to the left over the center line to give plenty of room between me and her. As I am doing this, she now looks over her left shoulder, we make eye contact, and then she quickly moves to the left on her bike right towards me. No, no, no, I say to myself, but it's too late - I am definitely going to hit her!
All this is happening very quickly, so I wait until the right moment, hit my brakes, swerve to the left and head for the ditch. I let up on the brakes, bring the cab back to the right so my trailer follows - first to the left and then to the right - and I end up in a cloud of dust in the ditch.
Please, please, please Lord is my prayer as I jump out of the cab and onto the road to see what happened to the girl. I see that she is moving and trying to raise herself from the roadway - she is alive! (with very minor injuries)
It seems I did everything perfectly as I caught her bike with the last 2 inches of my bumper, which sent her off to the right, and my trailer did not run over her. I like to think that after I did what God would have wanted me to do earlier (help the motorist), the man did indeed pray for me and not two hours later the protection of Almighty God was upon me and that young girl.