Another WOW; God always amazes me

"Don't mess with your phone Nita," this 'voice' kept repeating over and over in my head this morning as I left for work. Still dark at 5:30 a.m., I left out for work like any other morning. But this wasn't going to be like any other morning. I forgot to get a styrofoam cup over the weekend so I had to make a quick detour to the local Speedway. Gotta have ice water at work or else! No matter the season, it's hot in there.

"Do NOT be distracted by your phone Nita," iterated this 'voice' again and again.

I left the gas station and wanted to call Delilah to make sure she was awake. My alarm clock had petered out the night before and she was using her phone as an alarm to get me --and herself-- up. Since she didn't have to wake up til 5:30 a.m., I wanted to make sure she did indeed get up in time. So I gave her a ring. Good, she was up and at 'em.

I continued on my way to work, east on Raymond Street towards State Street. "OH! I forgot to remind her about the pizza she can have for breakfast! She'd like that!" So I tussled with my conscience on whether or not to text her to let her know about the pizza in the fridge. I was approaching a red light so I texted with great speed (still not a smart thing to do while behind the wheel, no matter what). The light changed and I got off the last word and hit the 'send' button.

My eyes darted from the cellphone screen to the road to the cellphone screen to the road, all the while the voice inside me nagging me to NOT BE DISTRACTED BY THE PHONE. It was sooooo prevalent...the voice....inside my head....or was it my soul.... I actually became puzzled by its persistence.

Still plodding along my route, it was just me on that dark and desolate 4-lane road. I put my phone in the passenger seat and then focussed my sight on what was ahead of me. Mere seconds passed. Less than a minute passed since I hit the 'send' button reminding Lilah of the pizza in the fridge.

"What? What the fu....?" I said aloud. I shook my head in disbelief, and discounted what I thought I saw. Until it became vividly clear to me that what thought I was seeing was indeed what I was seeing.

Coming full speed ahead right towards me in my lane was a pickup truck driving on the wrong side of the road! I immediately swerved off the road to avoid a head-on collision. He never braked or attempted to slow down. He zoomed past me as I sit in a puddle of trembling nerves.

Always listen to that still, small voice in your head.

"Thank you Jesus, thank you Jesus, thank you Jesus" I said over and over. Visibly shaken I picked up my cellphone and called 911 to report what had just happened. I watched the truck in my rear view mirror. He never attempted to right himself by cutting over and getting into the lane he should have been in in the first place.

I eased back on the road but my mantra all the way to work was "Thank you Jesus" because today, this morning, I could have been a fatality.

I learned in Defensive Driving Course (yes I was ordered to take the class in my youth) that a 30-mph head-on collision is certain death for both drivers. We both were going faster than that.

I wasn't meant to die today.

Thank you God. May your name be glorified by my lips.