Thursday, August 30, 2012
Close to Nowhere
This and that about this and that
• This and that... was the late Gale Denley’s favorite headline. Since I often have to think of headlines, I can understand that perfectly. I tend to be sarcastic and Barry just won’t let me use some things. Oh well.
• Remy brought home the cold symptoms this time. She’s sniffled and complained a couple weeks now and actually stayed kinda still for several days with our latest round of cold symptoms.
I’ve been listening to an audio book by Stephen King, “The Stand,” which is described as a “dark view of Christianity and good and evil.” It’s also about an apocalyptic strain of flu, which kills most of the world’s population.
Listening to that book while coughing and hacking made me a little uncomfortable, I have to admit.
• Front page story last week about the bridge over the Tallahatchie River being rebuilt struck several nerves.
It also brought to mind one of the scariest times I’ve ever had in a car (and probably out of a car).
Meredith, then a 3- or-4-year-old and I were tootling off to Oxford. There was some sort of traffic jam ahead, so I slowed and eventually had to stop. I was over the swamp, on the concrete part of the bridge, high in the air when I realized the bridge was shuddering.
Mere thought it was great fun. I am terrified of heights and was on the verge of out and out panic when I discovered why the bridge was shaking. A semi was pulling a long trailer loaded with some sort of crane. Every strut that crane passed under, the top part of the crane tore the underside of the strut. Literally. There were horrible gashes in every strut — some were split entirely apart.
I hit full-fledged panic then! Called a friend and she advised the Lord’s Prayer repeatedly. That probably didn’t help the situation much, but I was able to calm down somewhat.
Eventually the semi was completely across the bridge and traffic was moving again. As I passed the pulled-over truck, several highway patrolmen were approaching the driver. One was completely red in the face, pointing his finger and shaking it at the driver. And I’m pretty sure he was shouting at him.
I didn’t realize it for a while, but God did answer that particular bout of urgent, terrified prayer.
He used several highway patrolmen and let me see them so I’d know there would be retribution!
I’d bet highway patrolmen are often the answer to really scared prayers!
Thank God for them.
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