But of that day and that hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels which are in heaven, neither the Son, but the Father. Mark 13:32 (KJV)
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I drive between the small town I live in and Phoenix, AZ every week. Although the trips can make me very weary, usually it is quite uneventful and often gives me time of insight and inspiration.
5 o’clock came, end of day, and I started packing my car, ready to head back up the mountain toward home. I was about to place a box of files in the back seat of my car, but for a flash of a second I saw them flying around in the sky. I’ve learned to trust these flashes and with a smile I said, “Okay Lord” and put them securely in the trunk, wedged tight.
Traffic through the city was lighter than usual, for that I was grateful. I had my glass of Iced Tea (to keep me awake) and my Christian Music (to keep me singing and bouncing), I was on a mission to get back to the family.
The main highway has been under construction for years and always poses a challenge for impatient drivers. I set my speed with my cruise control and tried not to let anything distract me. About an hour and a half into my trip I was in the heavy climbing area, where the road winds back and forth. Trucks are to follow the signs that are posted in that area and remain in the right lane only; at least that’s what I thought.
The road curved to the left ahead of me and as I cleared the curve there was a semi-truck over half way into the left lane, directly in front of me, it was attempting to pass a slower truck in the right lane. I hit my brakes and held the steering wheel as firmly as I could. The brakes hopped, skipped and sang. I went from 70 mph to 33 mph in . . . well . . . I was a little too preoccupied to notice, but I can tell you it was very few seconds. It was the closest I have come to hitting anything; inches. I don’t think the semi-truck ever saw me.
As soon as I was safely back in the lane of travel I heard the words, “No one knows the day or the hour.” It quickened my spirit and pulled at my heart. Only the hand of God kept me from hitting that truck – it wasn’t my day, it wasn’t my hour.
“Yes, Lord.” Was I ready? The faces of my family ran through my mind – I had almost left them behind that day. What would have happened to them? Had I finished the call that God had place before me? WAS I READY??
God, nudge me. Never let me tarry on items you’ve called me to complete. Give me the strength and Wisdom to complete every task – leave nothing unfinished. Teach me what is most important in Your eyes, that all will be complete.
Are you ready?
By Linda J. Humes
Written 5-31-2009
Linda J. Humes 