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Eeeyeent Eenk!

I can still recall the driving trips with the family, and I have to tell you about this one time where I inadvertently tried to drive the old man crazy. I was young, maybe six or seven, and was riding in the back seat of our Ford Fairlane. This was back when smoking was cool, and not something folks got dirty looks for, like they do these days. At any rate, there were ashtrays on the armrests of both the back doors; little metal jobs, that you could pull out of the armrest to empty. When you opened and closed the ashtray, it made a little squeaking noise kind of like, “eeeyeent” when you opened it, and “eenk” when you closed it. Read the rest of this entry »

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Eeeyeent Eenk!

I can still recall the driving trips with the family, and I have to tell you about this one time where I inadvertently tried to drive the old man crazy. I was young, maybe six or seven, and was riding in the back seat of our Ford Fairlane. This was back when smoking was cool, and not something folks got dirty looks for, like they do these days. At any rate, there were ashtrays on the armrests of both the back doors; little metal jobs, that you could pull out of the armrest to empty. When you opened and closed the ashtray, it made a little squeaking noise kind of like, “eeeyeent” when you opened it, and “eenk” when you closed it. Read the rest of this entry »

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Daily Encouragement

March 25

            They will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. Psalm 91:12

            I love this one! There have been many times when I almost hit my head, stub my toe, almost pull into an occupied lane while driving, and yet, somehow, avoided the mishap. Many of those times, it was like my body recognized—felt—the object I was about to unexpectedly encounter, or in the case of driving, a “sense”—a small voice—crying out to warn me. Have these things ever happened to you? Is our “sixth sense”, as our uncanny ability to react to the unknown and unforeseen is often called, really God’s angels protecting us? I think it is!

            I think that last second jerking back of the head before it collides with a shelf or other object is one of God’s angels, grabbing your shirt collar and pulling you away so you don’t hurt yourself. That hesitation, looking down at the last instant, just before you would have banged your toe on a rock while you were strolling barefoot on the beach gazing at the waves pounding the surf—is that an angel lifting your foot?

            As for the driving thing, I can’t count the number of times I have “almost” made a terrible mistake, only to have that small voice—that sense of danger—whisper, “Don’t!” Sometimes, the look in the other driver’s face (just beyond his one-finger wave) is one that not only displays anger, but also contains a bit of wonder at how I suddenly realized I was about to crash into his car. (Well, I guess they could be wondering how a nut like me is allowed to drive a car.)

            All joking aside, I believe God does have angels watching over us, and I thank Him for it!

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