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Topic: light (05/24/04)
TITLE: Shedding Some Light on God's Foreshadowing
By Leslie Norton
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My morning routine was in full swing. I woke my sleeping Dachshund, Sydney, by opening the door to his crate and cheerily telling him it was time to start his puppy day.
Sid, bounced out of his bed, stretched his little legs, bounded towards the front door, and stretched again while waiting for me to attach his leash.
Once Sydney and I were out the door, my big orange and white cat, Indy, came out from under my car to greet us. It is her habit to remove any unwanted fur on my ankles while Sid tends to his personal business over in the far corner of the yard. Sydney was bouncing through the grass toward his designated area as Indy came trotting toward me. Then suddenly a loud shriek followed by a swooping flash of blue came from the Maple tree above. The distraught Blue Jay landed on the wooden privacy fence and continued shrieking. Just as I recalled seeing a broken eggshell below the tree a few days before, the furious bird began itís frenzied flight back to the tree.
Sid finished his business and began bouncing back through the grass to greet Indy, which infuriated the Blue Jay all over again. This time the bird began an insane flight path; swooping down, creating a circle of flight and alighting in various places only long enough to bob its head and shriek an irate warning. Sid finally noticed the furious bird and ran toward me for protection. Slowly, Indy retreated to the shelter of my car. Cautiously, Sid and I kept a watchful eye on the bird as we entered the front door.
Once we were safely inside, I couldnít help but smile. I knew the Blue Jay was making all that fuss in order to protect the baby birds in its nest. Currently Iím six months pregnant. So, I understand the protective instinct. Little did I realize that as my day unfolded, I would come to a more hearty appreciation of the full scope of the morningsí events.
After finishing my chores around the house, I drove into town to pick up a few items. It was almost noon when I completed my shopping and began my drive back home. The traffic had increased a lot with lunchtime approaching. So, I was glad to see the green arrow signaling me to turn onto the four- lane divided highway. I turned right into the short merge lane exiting the shopping center. The opposing traffic was crossing the four-lane and turning left. Together we were merging like a group of matchbox cars into a two-lane funnel. Everything was flowing smoothly until it was my turn to merge. Just as I began to follow the vehicle in front of me into the lane closest to me, a full-size Ford truck with a flat, reinforced steel bed, which should have been in the left lane came over into the right lane where I was merging. All I could see was the huge, black steel corner coming straight toward my driverís window. My heart pounded as I veered back into the merge lane and sounded my carís obnoxious horn.
Anger surged through my veins as I safely merged into traffic behind the offending driver. He couldíve killed both my unborn baby and me! Did he not realize that Federal Law requires him to turn into the lane closest too him? Did he not realize that he was driving a three thousand pound vehicle capable of demolishing any mid-size car and seriously injuring or killing the occupants inside?
As traffic thinned, I swerved over into the left lane and passed the offending driver while blowing the obnoxious car horn. I then swerved back in front of the truck just in time to stop in front of him at the next light, which had just turned red. Looking back on the scene now, I know it was only the grace of God that kept me in the car. Otherwise, I would have been at the elderly manís driver-side door bobbing my head and shrieking, just like the Blue Jay Iíd seen that morning.