"Hmm." I said.
"No, you don't understand," Tim explained in a rush, "Cars can't be down there."
After a moment I realized he was right. We were driving on an elevated part of the highway, any cars below us would be on a steep incline far from any road; there must have been an accident.
I stopped the car and we started jogging down the hill. When we got closer to the car we could see that it was totaled and that it had been crushed violently on many sides. Also, there was a
woman stumbling around.Tim called the police while I checked on the woman. She was incredibly dazed but she seemed perfectly fine. After I started talking to her she began to tell me about her problems. Being in a car crash was nothing, she was going through some rough stuff and this accident was just enough to make her a little nuts. She was depressed and was dealing with some difficult and complex issues that weighed her down. She talked like she had given up hope.
"Look at your car." I told her, "It's totaled. Every part of this car has been crushed except for a small area around the driver's seat, just enough room for a person to survive a crash like this!"
She looked at the car, for the first time since leaving it, and she was amazed. Anyone sitting in the back seat or the front passenger seat would have been killed as the car was severely flattened in those areas. The car was so badly damaged it looked like a pile of scrap, but around the driver's seat there was no damage. It was uncanny to see a car flattened except for one small part. It looked like God had simply put her in His hand while the car tumbled so He could keep her safe. I told her to take heart, Someone was looking after her.
Someone is looking after me, too and I need to remember it each day. God is looking after me, he cares about me, even though I can't always see it. Sure, life is hard, but He is going to carry me through those hard times.
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