Hit and Run

For a time I worked part time nights as a Computer Operator. This was in a ticket office in down town Tempe Arizona. I would come in for a few hours each night to back up the system. Many nights I would not leave to go to our home in Mesa until 1 or 2 in the morning.

At that time I was driving a Chevy Long bed Pickup Truck. It was old and a bit clunky, but it was built like a brick-house. It had a solid heavy duty bumper on the back that jutted out like battering ram. Tailgaters would need to be pretty brave to risk challenging me from the rear.

Driving home one cold rainy winter night on Apace Blvd., the truck conked out and stalled....right in the middle of the road.

No power, and raining, I wanted to get the pickup out of the road. So, I put the truck in neutral and got behind the truck and started pushing. Slowly rolling the truck forward, with the steering wheel slightly angled toward the curb, I had my thighs churning. Apache was deserted that late at night, quiet and drizzling. There was no other cars or pedestrians around in any direction.

 A still small voice came over me, whispering for me to get out of the road quick. I have always been one that believes in listening to promptings, and admittedly I was in a precarious spot. So I released from the Chevy and moved quickly to the sidewalk. Within seconds a sedan came speeding toward the exact spot where I had been standing. It banged lightly into the back of the bumper, ricocheted back a car length, and then took off again. I'm not sure how much his front-end was damaged, I could not see it. And then, the sedan stopped in the middle lane about 200 yards down the road. I think the driver may have been looking back, maybe to see if I was ok. I had barely moved out of the way in time. I was ok, and that truck with that solid bumper was fine. Though he had not hit my truck too hard, if I had been standing between his car and the bumper I probably would have been halved.

After idling for a few minutes, the car drove on. I was pretty shaken up. I don't know if he would have actually stopped and helped me if I had been hit. It is just as likely that I would have been a it and run victim.

Still small voice? My Mom might probably say that I and episode of ESP or that some ghostly kin had been there to warn me. Some people would maybe say an angel was watching over me. I admit, I don't know for sure what warned me, but I join the ranks of my own church who say it was the Holy Spirit prompting me in the 'still small voice'.

1 KINGS 19

And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before the Lord. And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake:

 12 And after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a ^astill small ^bvoice.

What do you think?  I'd love to read your comments. Read about some other 'miracles' I have experienced here, and here.