Example: I used to regularly drive on an interstate to go to and from work. The highway was several lanes in each direction, traffic moved fast unless there was a jam. There were lots of on ramps and exit lanes and although yielding is the rule, you can forget about that being practiced on the interstate. It was always rushing, cutting in and out of lanes, you know what I mean.
In a split second, which seems to last much longer, in close calls, I knew that I was going to be hit and probably die if not be tragically incapacitated. Yes, it was that dangerous a situation.
I said to myself, "Okay I won't get to be an old lady, Mom and *** are going to be very upset about all of the blood..." and I accepted that. Isn't it strange what goes through your mind at those moments? Then I expected the impact, but it didn't happen.
Something took the steering wheel and whoosh, the speeding car seemed to pass through me, not around me nor to the side of me. I knew something, not my actions, not the other driver, but something else unexplainable had moved me through time and space to escape inevitable disaster. That was a very weird sensation. I repeat, that was a very weird sensation.
Right after, I felt a sense of being chided, scolded, I got the impression that my guardian angel was a bit annoyed with me for having to be on the ball and work hard and fast to save my life that morning. Wow, maybe I would get to be an old lady someday after-all, maybe there was a reason for this save.
He will give His angels charge of you, to guard you in all your ways.
On their hands they will bear you up, lest you dash your foot against a stone.Psalm 91: 11-12
There was no other way to explain what happened. He had done the same thing for me years before. No, I'm not a bad driver, the earlier rescue happened on a two lane road, one lane in each direction. That time the car was headed directly towards me, driving in the wrong lane. Maybe that's why he was annoyed, he had done this before and possibly he wanted a new assignment? I was driving a lot and it wasn't a good thing for my health, besides the traffic, it was the hours of driving that were wearing me down. So, do angels get tired, too?
On this same highway, on a different day, miles from that near collision, I drove past a burning car, the woman driver was inside. I saw her moving in the flames. People had already stopped to see if they could help her when I drove past her burning car. I wanted to help her, too, but if those men couldn't pull her out of the car, I didn't think I could either. She didn't survive.
That image of her inside the car has stayed with me even though I don't think about it. I've wondered about her life, how did she get to that place that morning? Was she distracted, angry, daydreaming of a vacation, reviewing her workday, pondering a divorce? I thought about what she might have been thinking other than how to get out of the car, you know, was she thinking of her children, her husband, or something else? Did she have hope that she was going to be rescued? Was she cursing or praying? Were there regrets? So many questions... .
I don't know why I was saved from these near tragedies. Maybe someday I'll find out that it wasn't even about me, maybe it was for the other driver to live another day. To realize their dreams, to mentor, raise their kids, create a charity, patent a remarkable invention, create art, train cooks, capture light and beauty from nature in a way that gives pleasure and happiness to even one person, to fingerpaint with the grandkids, to cuddle with the furbaby, to love, to forgive ...
If you're interested in my photo, it was taken on a train travelling from near The Loop in Chicago going to O'Hare Airport. I was attempting to take a photo when the train stopped, to show the station name, but this is what I got instead. Those are the lights and my camera flash reflection. I liked the effect for this subject.
Have you been rescued by an angel or encountered one for another reason?
Hope you aren't put off by this subject. Let me know if this was too dark for you, it isn't meant that way. ♥
(Another time a bank was involved, but I'll save that account (pun) for another day.)