Up early, tomorrow is Father’s day and things to do with the boys. Buying hubby’s gift was my priority and so we headed off at 8:30am. Breakfast and Kohl’s by 9ish to get the Air Fryer dad has asked from us. Caught a fabulous sale and the deep discount had me feeling thankful. God is good I told my middle child..smiling.
We leave the parking lot, out on the main road, waiting at the red light and BAM! Hit from behind. I immediately get out, look at my car, see the gentlemen behind me and ask him what happened? He looks jittery and not quite right with his response, “I don’t know.” I ask him to pull off so not to block traffic and we end up in a parking lot across the intersection where the incident occurred. He is driving a beautiful orange metallic color Lexus and the smell of cigarettes permeates when he gets out of the car. I notice cuts on his hands, his eyes look heavy and he can’t stay still. I feel shook, my hands are shaking, nerves and I’m thinking that this is just a hassle when my next stop was a car wash.
As I am looking at this guy, I start feeling sad. Not understanding why I feel like crying…I ask him for his information and he starts looking for his paperwork. I start taking pictures of his registration when he hands it to me, his insurance card shows as expired but he tells me it’s not, so I take another picture. I ask him again, what happened..”did you hit the gas instead of braking, cuz that’s what it felt like.” He responds again, I don’t know..I didn’t have my phone and I wasn’t texting but I may have fallen asleep. Ah, he fell asleep, yes… I can see that. He looked tired from maybe partying all night, definitely was under the influence of a narcotic… but I am looking at him and feeling sorry for him. He can’t find his license but he gives me his employee card showing me where he works, click, another picture. I take pics of his car, my car and after calling my husband, I call the police and let him know the police are on the way. He is frantically looking for his license and a very short while later the police arrive. The officer approached us, looking at his car first and asked is this it? I tell him no, his car had that dent, he hit me from behind officer. The officer tells us to get our paperwork together. When I go to hand mine over to the officer, he immediately tells me something is off with the other driver.
The officer walks over to the other driver and the guy proceeds to tell him that he doesn’t have his license, then the officer goes into a line of questioning where I knew to back away. I walked around to the other side of my truck and listened to the officer asking the guy to be honest…the rest is a blurb cuz I am watching my kids view this scene. Eventually, the officer handcuffed the guy and he was on the ground… Here’s me still feeling sorry for this guy. I had such overwhelming compassion for him and started to pray. Praying for mercy, for healing, for a blessing, for protection, for this guy who I think has a good heart but is relying on the world and drugs to keep him going… I prayed for the officer and his job. The tears are flowing and my sons are now watching me! Eeck… I wipe the tears away and tell them to pray. My heart seeing this guy on the ground crying like a child, knowing it was just a mistake, he fell asleep cuz he’s high. A dumb and costly mistake. He could be my brother, my son, someone I love who makes this mistake. I could only share this with my boys because they understand me, they understand my heart and we did pray together…where two or more are gathered, Jesus is present.
While it is an inconvenience, I wonder if God created that scene because the driver needed restoration or forgiveness or time to think and God used me cuz he knew I’d pray. I was just speaking about prayer and intercession to the girls at group this week! How we need to intercede in prayer for others who do not know our God. Again, this morning I woke up with the thought of a book “How to Pray, when you don’t know what to say” on my mind. Knowing that it was an answered prayer on what I would teach next to my womans group. Just good! WOW!!! I am floored by God.. and I haven’t seen anything. PRAY! So powerful is prayer.. I lift up the guy who shares the same car insurance company as me to Abba! Amen and Amen.
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