Wednesday, March 30, 2011

running late

Every morning, I leave my house by 6:45, but this morning I was running late. I was almost out the door, and at the last minute, I stopped to quickly put some beans in the crock pot. But I didn't end up leaving my house until after 7 am.

I was driving the same route that I always drive, going 52 mph in a 40. You may be asking, how does she know exactly how fast she was going- do you see where this is going? I got pulled over. I knew as soon as I saw him that he was going to pull me over. But I was not nervous or scared. Usually when I get pulled over, I feel shaky- just because its kinda scary. Anyway, he came up to my window, asked for license and registration and said I was going 52 in a 40 and to slow down and have a nice day. He never even went back to his car to run my drivers license. I thought it was odd, but I was relieved because we are saving every extra penny for what I stay home next year.

So I go on about my way and I come upon a wreck. When I got there, they police and ambulance was just pulling up. Do you see where I am going now-

I think God sent that police officer to pull me over so I wasn't in that accident.

Hmm, it is something to think about...

1 comment:

  1. That just gave me chills! It's crazy how many times God spares us of certain situations. Just proof that God has a plan for all of us!