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February 23, 2001
I'm turning this entry over to Mike as the best I could do would be a second hand interpretation of the event.He sent this letter to some family & friends last night & I felt it was best to not editi it & just post it exactly as he told it...
Thank God when He gives you an easy lesson in life...
... is the lesson I told my second son Nick he got today (and, to a degree I did too).
I was off sick from work but wife was far more sick so I agreed to run one errand with Mr. Nick. Parked on a steep hill in Herminie, I just put Nick back in the front seat to go home, closed the door and was brushing new snow off the car. Since it was snowing, hearing a car coming down the hill triggered a stray thought for me to pay attention since the roads were really bad. I looked and sure enough here comes a car sliding sideways down the hill. I had enough time to calmly step out of the way and watch it crash into my ol' '73 Pontiac right past where I was and where Nick was a minute before that.
I must admit I had a selfish thought first - "C'mon, run into the back of my car so my big old bumper will prevent any damage from being done to my own car." As I watched the other car head toward the side of mine instead, I thought about how it was going to be to find parts to fix a '73. Ugghhh! Cars are just not very strong to withstand being hit in the side.
The other car did tag and bounce off the corner of my rear bumper which saved the quarter panel, spun it the rest of the way around and it stopped dead when it hit the end of my front bumper. Did some moderate damage to the front fender after all. Didn't hit the doors at least. I thought it was going to get the whole side tore up. Didn't get my selfish wish to see the other car bend itself in half on my back bumper so I could be saved from having any fixing up to do. This did reduce the damage done to the other car though.
On the other hand, on the way home I told my son Nick that he (and I) just got off with an easy lesson from God, all things considered. I had just put Nick in the front seat and closed the door a minute earlier. This was the same side of my car that the other car tagged, spun around and hit the other corner of. Mr. Nick is so happy-go-lucky that he hardly even knew that anything unusual had happened. Riding in a big old dinosauer probably helps that too. Not only for Mr. Nick but for me did also a lesson come. I figured how just as easily we both could have been really hurt if the timing was a little different. On the way home I hit Mr. Nick on the leg just to be buddies and told him to thank God for cutting him (and me) a break. I can fix my ol' '73 pretty easy compared to trying to fix myself and Nick too. There I would have really had a big problem.
Cars and women - that is how God seems to get to me when he needs to impact (pun or no pun, it is a good term here) me in some way. It seems that He uses our greatest strengths and blessings and the things that are most near-and-dear in our lives to be just like achilles heels when He wants to get to us.
Mike
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