(For more pictures look at the new album titled CAR ACCIDENT)
I have often said that driving is my most dangerous activity and yesterday’s experience proves the point. I was on my way to Santo Domingo to take my family to the airport. We stopped at a road side shack to buy some souvenirs. As I was negotiating some prices (something I have gotten pretty good at!) my parents began to yell to move; I looked up to see a Mack truck jumping the median strip, flipping on its side and dumping his load of gravel on top of my jeepeta not more than 8 feet from where I was standing! All five of us were out of the vehicle and my mom and the kids got pretty far back from the scene and my dad and I were standing together watching my car get creamed. It was a pretty weird experience I must say.
I am so thankful we were where we were and no one got hurt- not any of my family, nor the other bystanders and not the driver. It was really a miracle that all the on coming traffic was able to dodge the careening truck without getting clobbered! As he flipped on his side, the asphalt slowed him down enough to keep him from crashing into the little hut where we were standing. If not for that, we would have had a very sad tale to tell. You can see in one of the pictures how close the truck was to my car when it came to a stop- and you need to figure in that the impact of the gravel on my car shoved it back about 20 feet. My dad and I watched it live! It was incredible.
My neice and nephew (9 and 10 respectively) handled it all very well- it was pretty scary, lots of people coming from everywhere with something to say in what to them is a foreign language, a very long wait as the scene was cleaned up, and the police did their thing, etc. but they handled it very well. We got lots of exciting video footage anyway!
Our IMB business manager, German, helped so much in sending a van to pick up my family and get us reservations at a Santo Domingo hotel. I jsut talked to my dad and my family has landed safely in Miami this evening- I am praying their Stateside drive home from the airport (to Englewood (3 hours)) will be less eventful than their trip to the airport in the DR! We have had enough excitement for one trip! The week with them went by so fast and the last day sure was unforgettable! I do hope the kids won’t forget the worship experiences in the Hole, Los Santos and Villa de Yaque and all the new Dominican friends they made. We ate at Pilar’s house one day, Ortiz had us over for one of his now famous cookouts one night, and others dropped by the house to meet them. It truly was a blessing for them and for me to have them get to know my ministry and my dear friends.
Experiences like these remind me vividly of how God protects us all the time. We had a lot of “what ifs” to talk about after the accident, but the good news is that God had things in control and He chose to keep us safe from harm.
I am so very thankful for all your continued prayers for safety as I minister here in the DR!