“He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted” (Job 5:9).
I realized last week that I forgot a huge miracle! How can we so quickly forget the moments that could be life or death, full body health or paralysis? Talia and Jimmy bought their first home last month, and it is in Ravenswood on Old Route 2 right near the river overlook, one of those houses that heads up the bank on the left if you are going toward Millwood. We were going to mom and dad’s out on Pleasant View last Sunday and we popped up to her house to pick her up, and as we were heading down the hill right there where Barr Run Road turns off, it hit me – I had a HUGE miracle there and I’d forgotten all about it. Shame on me.
Terry and I were living on Barr Run at the time, and I was driving this little Datsun truck we had, having gone to the grocery store. That hill is dangerous, although I didn’t realize how dangerous at the time. When you’re stopped at the bottom, if someone comes from the top of the hill at a clip and they aren’t ready for a fast stop, you’re in trouble, as they can’t see you until there’s very little time to adjust speed. That’s exactly what happened to me. I was on my way from Ravenswood, in the right-hand lane, and I was turning left, just about to turn into the left lane. I was looking straight ahead as Pauline Thompson, my sister’s mother-in-law, was walking down the left-hand side of the road to her mailbox, so I was waiting to catch her eye to wave to her.
I did not even see anyone coming, but right as I turned left, a tractor-trailer had come over the hill and seen me there in the valley ready to turn and he knew he could not stop, so he went into the left lane to avoid hitting me in the rear end – but THERE WAS PAULINE! As I turned, he came into the lane, the semi grabbing hold of the front of my truck and dragging me down the road, barely missing Pauline as he struggled to maintain control and get stopped. It happened so fast, I did not have time to prepare, and honestly, all I remember is grabbing for the jug of milk I had sitting on the passenger seat so it didn’t spill as I was drug down the road, semi blocking my view of everything.
The tractor-trailer had caught my truck right at the driver’s mirror – just a few more inches, a few more seconds difference in me turning meant life or death, or certain terrible injury. Perhaps those few seconds I waited to see if Pauline would notice me were what delayed my turn, or it could have been much worse! As it was, I was fine – the truck was totaled, and when I told Terry about it that night, first thing he said was, “How is my truck? I’ve got to go see my truck!” I was like, “How about me??” I guess he could obviously see I was fine, but he sure was concerned about that truck!
I spent this week alone at the beach – I don’t do alone well, actually hate being by myself. I tease Tom that as soon as I come home from his funeral, I’ll be on eHarmony trying to find a husband. I love being married, I love having someone to come home to, I love being surrounded by people and stories and laughing and crying and just NOT BEING ALONE! I was a bit worried about how I would do for a whole week by myself, in such a place surrounded by families and hustle and bustle. I am heading back now, and I have not been this relaxed in years! Alone time is time to pray, time to rest, time to regroup, time to just “settle down.” This society we live in, it is almost impossible to find time alone, time that your phone isn’t binging or someone isn’t needing something or ……
I feel so much more connected to God, just having spent a little time with Him instead of with others. What a lesson – and I needed it. We can get so busy doing for ourselves or for others or for our jobs that we don’t even have a thought that isn’t scattered all over the place. I’m making a vow to do much more of this – I had no idea how healing it is!
My name is Teresa Evans. I am a wife to Tom, a retired Circuit Judge, and I am a court reporter by trade, a mother by God's grace and a lover of Jesus Christ. I've grown up in a family blessed with many miracles, and have received multiple miracles myself.