ACCIDENT WAITING TO HAPPEN

Last week I talked about artificial intelligence and how we can become slaves to something we think will do our work for us. The world is filled with new stuff. We hear about it on a daily basis. Electric cars, electric bikes, electric skateboards – to name a few. Yesterday I was turning right, out of a parking lot and suddenly was confronted by young man coming straight at me with an electric skateboard. He was in my lane and seemed oblivious to any danger. I thought I was going to hit him and had to pull over to gain my composure. I could have caused the death of a kid on a skateboard. I could see him in my rearview mirror, continuing on in the wrong lane – no helmet – without any visible fear on his part. He was an accident waiting to happen.

Ever have days like that? You may be in a hurry to get somewhere, and you’re diverted by one of those accidents that did happen. The thing that caused you to be late, may have saved your life if you had been there any sooner. I truly believe that God protects us from harm, even when we don’t realize it. Some days are worse than others. You can be confronted with a series of accidents just waiting to happen and by some supernatural occurrence, you are spared from becoming part of it. Though there is no reference to guardian angels in the Bible, the following passage tells that God provides protection through His angels.

“For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.” Psalm 91:11

As new inventions come at us at a fast and furious pace, we need to be ready for those accidents waiting to happen. Every time there is a catastrophe, we often look back and wonder why it ever occurred in the first place. Every new discovery or product introduced will have some sort of flaw. Those flaws should be ironed out before they hit the assembly lines, but that doesn’t always happen. So, do we go through life walking on eggs, expecting the worse at every turn? Of course not, but we do need to make intelligent decisions. With God’s help, we can be assured of His protection, but accidents still happen, so our prayers are our link to Him. Maybe it’s time to give Him a call again.

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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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2 Responses to ACCIDENT WAITING TO HAPPEN

  1. hatrack4's avatar hatrack4 says:

    I drove past the national cemetery the other day. I did not stop to visit my wife’s gravestone. No near accident, but it gave me pause. There was a funeral procession entering, and there was a hearse and one other car exiting. I did what I always did. I pulled over onto a very wide shoulder, rare in PA to have any shoulder. I put my hat over my heart. I waited for a fairly long procession. The car exiting was making gestures for me to go, but I sat there, showing my respects for a fellow veteran, anyone who had passed, but other than spouses, the only way to be interred there. Finally, the car got fed up and turned down the road past the last few cars in the procession. The hearse followed, not hesitating. When we lose respect for those that have passed, and we have no conscious thought about others on the highway, I wonder why we don’t have vehicular homicides every day.

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