Last Sunday night, the four of us went to watch movie. The earlier show was full already. So we grab the next one, which starts a bit late (Actually more than a bit). By the time the movie ended, it was passed midnight. We headed straight home after that.
Here's what happen...
On the way back from Suria, as we are approaching the traffic light in front of All Saints church (the car is moving at normal speed), we all heard a sharp sound far behind us. Few seconds later, (at high speed) , a mini van just hit the side of our car, sliding all along it including breaking off the side mirror and ran off just like that. We all had the shock. I know I do. Very shocked indeed, because the crash aimed directly at where i sat [behind the passenger sit]. (What puzzles me is that, I totally didn't let out any scream.) I was resting my head near to the door and when the van crash the side of the car, I bolted and Debbie (shocked, too) quickly grabbed and hugged me tightly.
Totally shocked and speechless, I found myself praying for all of us, part of me are mad at the mini van's driver. "He must've been drunk", I thought. Which turns out true when we came across the mini van (now driving slowly but was NOT driving straight). We didn't plan to search for the van, yet we were glad we out it. The driver is totally, TOTALLY drunk. But he tried his best to apologize and pay back what had been damaged.
A part of me was
angry because the way he drive earlier could've harmed lives. Part of me was
shocked. I was physically trembling from the experience and especially thinking back the sound and impact I had earlier. "I could almost die", thinking back then. Part of me, however,
pitied the van driver. He was messed up and he looked young. His friend who was with him in the van explained to us that they were from a pub and she don't know how to drive so all she could do was accompany him while he is driving. Bad decision. He should've called his friend or family to pick him up at the pub. Debbie let out a shout/scold to the lady about being drunk and still driving. Anyhow, it was sad to see drunk people. Not only they are not themselves, they are causing unwanted troubles, be it car accidents or anything in the list.
After all of us got home, I couldn't really sleep. I prayed and couldn't stop thanking the Lord for the protection upon us. Though some might call it 'luck', for me its not. I know we are all under His protection. Thank You, Lord. I also called a friend of mine, telling the story again to relief myself. If ever my friends or families would be drunk and still wanna drive, after all advises failed, my last choice would be to knock him off in the head or anywhere OR throw a pail of ice cold water at him to wake him up.
(Okay, urm, that's mean of me. :-s )
How I thank Him for what He's done! The Lord protects those under His covering. So dwell in Him always, surrender every situation into His hand and He will direct you to the best destination.
Be blessed,
Nethy.
