Whoa Phil! I was in a near-tragic situation, or more than one. Back in the
90's when I lived with Judy in Oregon, we all took Judy's husband's parents
to a play at the school I graduated from. It was so crowded in the car that
my 10-year-old nephew Joel had to sit on his mother's lap. On the way back,
we felt a small bump. "What was that?" I asked. Joel woke up and started
crying. It was a large animal, maybe bigger than a horse, that hit our car
in such a way that there was little impact, but what could have been a bad
accident! It did a number to part of the body of the car, maybe to prove to
us how God took care of us.
Sharon