This week we had a warm day where the temperatures almost hit seventy. Yesterday I woke up to seven degrees.
I drove myself to work on icy roads. I saw a van stuck on ice in one place, a diesel truck stuck in another spot, and many tire tracks where other vehicles ran off the road.
I have two ways to drive to work from my house.
One way a truck lost their brakes and hit me head-on a few years ago. On the other route a woman on her cell phone ran a red light and t-boned me. I hopped in my SUV and took the safest way yesterday.
When I reached the site of my first accident, I hit black ice. A little car coming toward me hit it also. We both slid this way and that. My heart raced. I feared another accident in the very same spot. And then I think God placed his hand right between our vehicles and got us back in our lanes.
I made it to work safely and am praising God for his blessings.
I love to see the snow fall from the sky. God made each snowflake different. He made each of us unique also.
We serve an awesome God. Praise be to God.