I’ll admit that I’m not always the first to see it, but this time I almost missed it. And Amy was the one who saw it. While driving to College Station to pick up our son, two exits from getting off Highway 6, it all happened. There, on the shoulder was a red SUV, upside-down. It had just happened and the first person was crawling out of the SUV. I SAW that. I pulled over and by the time I was to the SUV, the second person was doing the same, and another stranger was removing a small child from the car seat. I saw that too.
I saw a mom standing in glass. I saw bare-feet. I saw more people. I saw a giant of a man holding and comforting a little girl while a woman attended to the mom. I saw the dad on the phone. I saw a mess. I saw something else too. I saw direction and order in the midst of the chaos.
WHAT DID I HEAR
WHAT WASN’T MISSED
In mere seconds, a car flipped and people were there. People were there helping the passengers, checking on their well-being. Crawling and reaching to find her shoes, grabbing a floormat to make a place to sit, assess, and wait for paramedics, people were in action. A stranger bringing a shrink-wrapped case of water from his car to address the rush of adrenaline and possible shock. What wasn’t missed was the quick-thinking and acting of strangers in our midst. The Gentle Giant caring for the little girl wasn’t missed. Nor was the immediate arrival and presence of a nurse overlooked.
As the sirens approached, I went back to my truck and got in. I thought about about how blessed and amazing that no one was hurt. And that’s when she said it.
“Did you see that? That guy is a Marine. That God would have a Marine, a Nurse, and a Pastor all show up at the same time.”
Amy didn’t miss it.
Whether you tether yourself to the words of Jesus in Matthew 6:25-34, the Promise we have in Jeremiah 29:11, or even simply understand that we are in his hands like that of The Potter and Clay, we have hope that we are not alone.