Lessons learned from a car accident

We were having a great Sunday. My boyfriend and I were leaving worship and we decided to skip out on our normal, post-church haunts and try something new. He took me to an airy, plant-filled healthy fast food place. The food was good, the sun was shining. The birds were chirping. Life was really feeling good.

As we headed back to the city to prep for another event, we took 76. If you’re from Philadelphia or anywhere in the surrounding areas, you hate 76. It is a windy interstate where the traffic can be free-flowing one moment and come to a very sudden stop the next.

Well, that happened. We barely had the chance to stop behind a red car. But the people behind us managed to swerve around us into the next lane. The white car behind them, not so lucky. I just knew they were about to slam into the back of us at 50+ miles per hour.

No.

That didn’t happen. I cannot explain it, and as I write this, I’m getting pretty emotional, because, somehow, the car behind us slid between us and the median on the left side of the car, just grazing my boyfriend’s mirror, and then slammed into the red car in front of us.

I couldn’t speak for a few moments, fearing the worst. The doors of the white car opened and two passengers popped out, upset, understandably, but ok. The red car had managed to pull…