NO!!! SOMETIMES THE WAY TO SAY YES TO GOD'S PRESENCE IS TO SAY NO!

"Noooooooo!" that's what I heard as the car I was in suddenly veered off Interstate 70 midway between Kansas City and St. Louis many years ago. The voice was mine. And the cry erupted just as I woke up from a brief but untimely snooze behind the wheel. I was driving by myself, and in the next five seconds the car hurtled down a steep embankment, flipped over, and landed upside down on a concrete culvert at the bottom of a ravine. Then silence. (Sixty to zero in five seconds flat.)

The car was totaled, but I sustained only two minor cuts. I was OK. Miraculously so, a state trooper informed me as he obligingly gave me a ride to a nearby police station where he—rather unceremoniously, I thought—cited and arrested me for unsafe driving. I survived the accident, the short incarceration, and the subsequent embarrassment (it was a friend's car). Ever since, I've pulled over whenever I've felt drowsy while driving.

NEXT IN THIS ISSUE
Article
LORETTA LAROCHE: 'Ta-dah!'
November 29, 2004
Contents

We'd love to hear from you!

Easily submit your testimonies, articles, and poems online.

Submit