Daddy feels unusually graced today.
This morning, just before 8am, while driving from the church to the Desiring God offices, David lost control of his rear-wheel-drive Toyota 4Runner on a patch of black ice at the end of the 8th Street/Highway 55 overpass (over I-94 and 35-W).
The vehicle slid sideways and then redirected into a packed snow bank on the right side of the road, rolled over when it hit the bank, and landed (amazingly) right side up about 15 feet off the road, not far from a pole and immediately next to a large electrical box.
He’s stunned—and overwhelmingly thankful to God—that he walked away with only a tiny pinpoint cut on his right middle finger from the broken sun-roof glass.
Once oriented he called 911 and Megan. Neighbors Jon Bloom and Johnathon and Crystal Bowers sprang to our help. Jon met David at the scene, helped unload belongings from the vehicle, and provided a warm car to sit in while we waited on the tow truck. (Today is the coldest day of the year thus far in the metro, and it was about 10 degrees below zero this morning.) The Bowers came and watched Carson and Cole while Meg came to pick David up.
Apparently we weren’t the only ones with black ice problems this morning in the Twin Cities. At noon, WCCO ran a story called simply “It’s Cold”—and you know it’s wicked cold when Minnesotan admit to that—that included this paragraph:
The emergency room doctors at Health East Systems said they haven’t seen any cases of frostbite so far on Friday, but they have seen people come in after getting in car accidents caused by black ice.
We are so inexpressibly thankful to God for such an undeserved kindness. Without the seat belt it seems like it would have been really nasty (it’s crazy how they can hold you in place during a rollover like that). And David fortunately didn’t slide off the overpass before he had cleared the interstates below. And he just missed the pole by a few feet and the electrical box by a few inches.
We are freshly amazed over the gift of life on this eve of Sanctity of Human Life Weekend—and awed to have unbroken bones, unpunchured skin, and eyes, hands, fingers, and legs that work without pain or obstruction.
The LORD lives, and blessed be my rock,
and exalted be the God of my salvation (Psalm 18:46)
Here are the cellphone pics we captured before the wrecker recovered and towed away the 4Runner…