Mysterious waysGod works in mysterious ways. This sentence is said plenty of times especially when someone escaped what could have been a fatal accident.
The reason I’m writing about this, is because of a little incident that happen to me while going down to the basement this morning.
Ever since my knees were operated on for thorn cartilages, my left leg for some reason or other without any warning, gives out on me and it happened to me going down these stairs this morning. Luckily, my reflects were fast enough that I grabbed the banister and hung there like a monkey until the strength came back in my leg.
This started me thinking of all the times that I’ve been saved mysteriously and it started when I was a snotty little kid.
Out in the country on a winter day I was sliding on the road in front of the house between two hills. While I was going down one hill, this car coming from the opposite direction came over the next hill and there was no way that I could get out of its way because it was all ice, but for some reason or other the driver of that car manage to drive or slide his car in the snow bank.
Later as I got old enough to go to work, my uncle had a contact to demolish old houses and I went to work for him. On this house, someone had started to demolish it but did not finish the job, so my uncle got it. I was working on this house, but whoever had started to demolish just took off the inside walls of the second floor, left the plumbing in the open exposing the cast iron pipes.
I was downstairs banging on the walls to take them out, when all of a sudden one of the elbows from upstairs broke away and landed on my head and actually put an indent in my scalp. Now, I have an indentation of about ¼ inches. Once at the hospital, the Dr. said if it would of been about another inch more to the front, it would have been fatal.
Recently coming back from the store on my bike during traffic hour, and this was on Monclair street, a tractor trailer flatbed pulled beside me and the trailer and I stayed side by side for quite awhile. Sometimes no more then 5 to 6 inches away from my shoulder, and here I am trying to keep my balance from dodging the pot holes and in my mind I could see those wheels and getting run over by them.
I know, I’ll have to go some day and I was sure that my day had come. I realize now that we have protection from above, and we are well protected. When I hear someone say God works in mysterious ways, I will say it’s the best protection a person can have. I really believe, with all the things that have happened to me in the past, without God’s protection, I would not be here today .I feel sorry for the non believers, because the day will come that they will find out that there is a God but then it will be too late. I always say to each to his/her own belief.
That’s my rant for the day.
