Responding to the sign indicating road work ahead, a line of vehicles waited in front of me. I opened my window to enjoy the pleasant spring breeze.
Suddenly, my body was pushed into the steering wheel.
Gathering my wits, I looked in my rear view mirror and saw a behemoth of a black truck pushed into the rear of my little Subaru. The wheels seemed to be as tall as my car. Suddenly, a very large man opened the driver’s side door, climbed down and jumped to the ground. He stood facing my car with his fists clenched at his sides, his lips pursed, and his forehead wrinkled.
Road rage! Here comes Goliath. What would David do? I prayed! Then, while the man examined the damage, I closed the window, and called a friend to tell her where to find my body.
The man squatted down to the level of my closed window. He said, “Are you all right? Is there anything I can do? I am so sorry. Please forgive me.”
This was not the Goliath of the Bible and I certainly did not behave as bravely as David. However, in considering David in that frightening moment, prayer came to me. This incident reminded me that God is in control. My job is to stay in touch with the Lord who strengthens me as He did David.
Father God, help me to grow faith as strong as David’s. Help me to never forget that you rescued me from the clutches of Satan and are forever my protector.
Christy Struben © 2013