Driving to church one day with my three year old grandson, Douglas.
“What’s John 3:16, Grandma?” Douglas said.
“You know what it is,” I said.
“But I wanna see if YOU know what it is. What’s John 3:16?” he persisted.
“Let’s say it together,” I said.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
Then I saw red lights in the rear view mirror. Uh oh, I thought. I was being pulled over, but there was no shoulder on the long, narrow country road. Instead, deep drainage ditches on either side. So I simply slowed to a stop.
The officer walked to my side of the car. I lowered my window.
“Mam, do you realize how fast you were driving?” he said.
“No, I honestly don’t. We’re running late for church, so I may have been going a little faster than usual,” I said.
“I just clocked you at 90 miles per hour. The speed limit is 40,” he said.
“Oh my! I am so sorry. We were talking and I guess I just didn’t realize.”
“This is a dangerous road, Mam. And at the rate of speed you were going, you might not ever have made it there . . . if you know what I mean. Not to mention you’ve got a young child in the car with you,” he said, shaking his head.
You know – I never sped on that road, again. It wasn’t just my life in danger, and it really made me think – especially with regard to the Bible verse young Douglas was asking me to quote. Perhaps that verse kept us from “perishing” on that long stretch of road. Perhaps that officer was [sent] there to stop me before something bad happened.
We were late for church, but arrived intact. I think that perhaps some bad things may be prevented without our even knowing they were about to happen. And maybe God sent that officer to that country road at that moment to rescue Douglas and me from a very bad accident.
Happy Sunday, everyone. Drive safe, and recognize your angels. They are all around.