The horrific race car accident that recently occurred in which the driver's car crashed into a wall, exploded, and engulfed the car in flames, and from which there seemed no chance for survival, showed that Miracles still do happen as the driver emerged from this flaming inferno largely unharmed.  It brought to mind an incident I shared with you a few years ago concerning a miracle that occurred on Highway 109. 

The account of it was put into poetic form by Selena Readmond, and it seems fitting to recall it now. Here it is: 

A drunk man in an automobile they say had run the light, that caused the six-car pileup 0n 109 that night, when broken bones lay all about and blood was everywhere, the sirens screamed out eulogies and death was in the air.  

A mother trapped inside her car was heard above the noise, her plaintive cry rang through the air, "Oh, God, please spare my boys!" 

She fought to free her pinioned hands, she struggled to get free, but mangled metal held her fast, in grim captivity.  Her frightened eyes then focused on where the back seat had been, but all she saw was broken glass and two children's seats crushed in.  Her twins were nowhere to be seen, she did not hear them cry, and then she prayed they'd been thrown free, and that God wouldn't let them die.

Firemen came and cut her loose, but when they searched the back, they found therein no little boys, and the seat belts were intact.  They thought the woman had gone mad, and was traveling all alone, but when they turned to question her, they discovered she was gone. 

Policemen saw her running wild and screaming above the noise, in beseeching supplication, “Please help me find my boys.  They're four years old and wear blue shirts, their jeans are blue to match." 

A policeman spoke up and said, "They're in my car, and they don't have a scratch. They said their daddy put them there, and gave them each a cone, and told them both to wait for Mom to come and take them home.”

The officer then said, "I've searched the area high and low, but I can't find their dad, he must have fled the scene, I guess, and that is very bad." 

The mother hugged the twins, while wiping away a tear, "He could not flee the scene, you see, for he's been dead a year."

The policeman looked confused and asked just how that could be true, and the boys said, "Mommy, Daddy came and left a kiss for you, He told us not to worry, and that you would be all right, and then he put us in this car, with the pretty flashing light. We wanted him to stay with us, because we miss him so, but Mommy he just hugged us tight, and said he had to go. He said someday we'd understand, and told us not to fuss, and he said to tell you, Mommy, that he's watching over us." 

The mother knew without a doubt that what they said was true, for she recalled their dad's last words "I will watch over you." 

The fireman's notes could not explain the twisted, mangled car, and how the three of them escaped without a single scar.  But on the policeman's report was inscribed, in print so very fine, "An Angel walked the beat tonight. on Highway 109."

Now to close on a light note:  A man was visiting his doctor for a checkup.  He told his doctor that his wife's hearing was getting bad.  The doctor offered to help, but first he advised the man to test the severity of her hearing loss by doing this: "When you get home, and while your wife's back is turned, ask her a question. Then move closer and ask it again, until she answers."

So, the man got home and while his wife was at the stove with her back to him, he asked, "What's for dinner?" No answer.  He moved closer and asked the same question again, then again. His wife answered, "For the third time, fried chicken!"

HAVE A GREAT DAY!