Close Call

I might have stepped directly into a “booby trap” left for me by the man who cleaned my garage last weekend.

I can’t see him destroying his beloved bimmer (on purpose) but that is exactly what ALMOST happened last night when I went out to take the garbage to the road.

I moved the can and this heavy wooden beam fell right beside my head landing inches from our freshly washed car.

See… Nevermind about my head, THE CAR!!
Not good. My heart is still pounding!

Now I don’t know about you but near misses like these, snap me to attention. I started looking around at all the other possibilities of tragedy and made note of what COULD go wrong.

Then, I sent my hubby a pic.


Look at that mess!


Whew! That was a close call!

I can’t help but think of how often I miss out on making a difference in another person’s life. Perhaps by mere dodging a chance to talk or praying with someone who’s hurting or lost. Maybe even by thinking they don’t want to hear about Jesus. I bet most of us have lost opportunities to point someone to Christ simply because we slunk back our voice in order to save face.

No one wants to be thought of as weird.
I don’t want to stand before the Lord and explain my close calls…do you?

Go. Make disciples. Matthew 28:19

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