“Did that really just happen? That animal’s body was BIG, with a whole rack
of antlers! Where did he come
from?” It took me a minute to realize I
had hit him. FM 3009 is a dark
road that fells lots of deer, and at 5:30 AM,
this buck suddenly stood square in front of me.
Abruptly he was there, and abruptly he wasn’t. And a deluge of thoughts flooded my head. (1) Do I continue driving or stop? For several
reasons, I opted to continue. (2) I was
sad for the deer. (3) I was amazed at
how the Lord protected me. For the next couple of days, in almost disbelief, I
kept staring at the clump of deer hair stuck at the crumpled part of the
car hood. Friends told me stories of how the collision
could’ve caused severe injury if the deer had slid into the windshield or punctured the side window, yet in actuality he
didn’t. The Lord had guided me into prayer
the night before and even in the moments immediately prior to the deer, and I
felt keenly aware of the Lord with me. I pondered the idea of how death for one could connect to any kind of
wondrous experience for another, but then I thought of how God’s sacrifice of
Jesus brought new and wondrous life for us. The way the Lord brings good out of bad is a
mystery, really. And now each day that I put the key in my
rent car while
the collision shop repairs my Honda, I consider again the vast mysteries of the Lord. I consider the greatness of His power and the depth of His love. The mystery of godliness is great (1 Timothy 3:16).
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