The Still, Small Voice

14 Dec

Last night Diana and I were making stuff for her Christmas party!!  (When you are on Whole 30, YOU HELP COOK candy and stuff because you can sneak undocumented chocolate …)  Her mixer has been on the blink for a while and I ordered the new gear to fix it.  So we began the evening working on the mixer.

I’d watched the video on how to fix the mixer and overlooked one small, key component:  There were two times in this rebuild that I would need a snap-ring wrench.  And I cannot find mine …  So after fighting it for about a half-hour, I was off to Lowe’s and hoping they had one!!  I was in a hurry:  Candy was waiting and I wasn’t about to disappoint.  Honestly, I was frustrated because we’d already made one store run and I had overlooked the need.  So I really was in a hurry.

I pulled up to the intersection of David McLeod and Holly Circle in front of McLeod Health and Fitness.  A shortcut for me.  I was impatiently waiting for my light to turn green so I could speed across and get into Lowe’s … You know, in case I had to run across to Harbor Freight before they closed.

Here, I should add that ever since Hurricane Matthew, most of Florence has forgotten the meaning of a traffic light.  And people are stressed about Christmas.  It’s kind of like New Orleans was in the early 90’s:  When the light turns green, you count at least two seconds before going through the intersection or you WILL HAVE A WRECK.  Period.  Count on it.

But I was in a hurry.  My light turned green and I looked across and all I saw was a panel truck.  And he was stopped.  I started to floor it … but a small voice said “Wait.”  And for some reason I did.

A half second later, a beat-up pickup truck appeared on the other side of the panel truck.  He had to be clipping over 40 mph as he ran through his RED light, which had been red for a second or two at this point.  He never even slowed down.  And I said out loud, “HUH??”

Who was the still small voice??  I’d like to think it was one of those moments when the Holy Spirit actually said something to me AND I ACTUALLY LISTENED.  Honestly, I sat there for another second or two because it immediately occurred to me that I almost left this world.  In a hurry.  It caused me to slow down and realize that wrench wasn’t a life-or-death thing.  I also remembered joking with someone earlier in the day that “y’all wouldn’t know what to do without ME!!”

Life is no joke.  Listen to the still small voices.  And, for goodness sake, OBEY THE TRAFFIC SIGNALS.  Please???

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