God has put me in some sticky situations that have left me a little concerned about my life …
- I’ve ridden public transportation in a foreign country.
- I’ve had military police with machine guns, in a foreign country, board my bus to find out who I was.
- I’ve run at night through parts of Mexico City because I was told by a local that it was a very dangerous area.
- I’ve eaten food that I didn’t know what was.
- I’ve visited the worst of the worst in our penitentiaries.
But NEVER, EVER have I been as scared for my life as I was this morning when a little 72 year-old gentleman picked me up and took me for a cup of coffee. It was TERROR, PURE TERROR riding in his car. We darted around semi-trucks, zipped through intersections and flew across highways. I prayed, “Lord, WHAT HAVE YOU GOTTEN ME INTO!”
Just as I finished praying for my family to “go on without me,” we arrived safely. I laid there for a second in the fetal position and then got out of the car. With knuckes still white, I put both feet on the ground and prayed, “Thank you dear, Lord!”
I love what I do and I’ve always trusted the Lord, but I was really questioning the Lord on this one.









Glad you’re safe brother.
Sounds like this “senior saint” practices the “Richard Petty Rule.”
“An inch is as good as a mile.”
lol
hopefully the car isn’t as old as he was and the thing had seat belts!
Same thing happened to me one morning. I always pick up a lady and we go eat breakfast. One morning she insisted on picking me and Maude up for breakfast. When we got in she said “I didn’t realize it was dark this early, I can’t really see in the dark.” She drove the whole way using the curb as her guide.
So, how was the coffee?
@ Lisa lol, it is so hard to break their wittle old hearts. I too have a very old friend who used to insist on driving us everywhere, so off we would go on four tires and a prayer. But what I find even funnier is, why do we insist on getting in their cars in the first place? Hmmm, maybe because we can't say no to our elders or just maybe because we choose to care enough not to hurt the ones we love.
I think when God sees such displays of love & trust He must punch the air in delight and send us an extra few tons of protection =)!
His,
Maria
oops I meant Liss & mommy
I’ve driven with a young driver like that! If you’ve been a lousy driver all your life,your bad habits have been entrenched and possibly accentuated by old age. If you’ve been a great driver, like my in-his-nineties dear friend who still drives a sporty Jaguar,you will still be a competent, safety conscious driver until you know it is time to stop driving and you willingly give up your license.
I’m not really on the defensive because I’m getting older, really, I’m not, lol.
I’m wondering how you got home? Did you willingly submit to that same ordeal on the way back?
Sounds a bit like riding with my wife driving.
So you road with my dad then?
I don’t like knowing you do scary things but I did lol at the stories. I’ve rode with some teenagers that was about as scary.
I don’t like to ride with really old people. I’m old and I quit driving myself. I try not to look when I get in those situations with scary drivers. Wonder why my head is down? Praying avails much.
gmj
We took a drive with a 95-year old man today. He invited us to dinner and insisted on driving. It was a little nerve wracking turning corners, squealing tires, but we made it to lunch and back to the church building. Now I want all your readers to know that a 72-year old man is not a bad driver because of his age, but because he is a bad driver. Guess how old I am – and I have never had an accident and have been told I am a good driver!!
uhh i ran to that one house that we were staying at in mexico ( jacobs) and it was dark and it was like two blocks away but its all good now i know that im not the only one! nice to talk about mexico memories with someone that was there!
see ya Trey
Katie Paden
Katie,
Good to hear from you. How have you been?