Hit And Run

Good morning! 

Yesterday afternoon as I was driving home from work, another vehicle from the lane to my far right recklessly crossed over in front of me and made a left hand turn at the intersection directly in front of me. She hit my right front bumper as she did so! Ugh! 😦 

She then continued through the intersection and pulled into some apartments to her right. I was in shock. To say the least! The man in the car behind me got out to see if I was okay. I assumed the driver was just turning around, just getting out of traffic. You know what they say about assuming. πŸ˜‰ She had no intention of returning.  In fact she backed up and fled the apartments and the scene entirely. All as I watched in amazement with my newly crippled car. Car that I had just washed the day before.  With the deluxe package no less. I had splurged to get last weekends grime from the snow off. Car that I had just filled up at lunch. 

I did not need this inconvenience!  This expense! I’m still paying off eye surgeries.  

I began to cry. Then I remembered a recent hit and run to one of our own Jenks Public Schools assistant principal’s husband. He was jogging. And killed by a hit and run driver.  How blessed I truly was to walk away from my hit and run. My heart goes out to his family and friends. β™‘ Who was I to complain about a little metal? 

But seriously, how does someone do that? Right before your eyes.  Flee a scene. Not giving a second thought to the damage they caused. The expenses they are responsible for that they have just left you with to pick up the pieces. Not to mention the physical and emotional duress their lack of common decency causes.

My advice to everyone is this. Never flee. No matter how scared you are. It can always come back to haunt you. Do the right thing. Even though sometimes you may believe no one saw you or no one can catch you.  God is watching. He sees all. He knows all. And someday each of us will be held accountable for our actions.  Unlike my fender bender acquaintance of yesterday who brazenly escaped me, we cannot escape God. And who wants to?!

The rest of the story gets even better. I filed my online auto collision police report. As a hit and run. Complete with pictures. Pictures of not only my right front dented and scratched bumper, but also pictures of a back left broken tail light and scratched and dented fender. Pictures of an Oklahoma license plate. Parked in an apartment complex. Right where that little silver car pulled in earlier that afternoon. You see, after I left the scene of the crime, I went to work at the hospital.  But my youngest daughter left work at that very same hospital and went to work on her own. As a detective.  She did a little investigating of her own.

We have no proof. We may never know who hit my car. But God does. And that’s good enough for me. He protected my life in His hands. I trust the fate of my aggressor in those very same hands as well. πŸ™‚  You know what they say, what goes around, comes around. πŸ™‚

Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there! If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me.                     Psalm 139:7-10

Love and laughter, 

Sandy

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