This was not "my" idea. I had no prior knowledge that we would meet so abruptly. I was happily and I do mean "happily" driving along early that morning before
dawn enjoying myself because I had an extra hour of sleep the night before.
The sun was beginning to come up and the weather had turned cold. I was wearing
my warm camoflauge hunting jacket with sherpa pile lining. Quite a coincidence if I do say so. I don't think the deer could use that for an excuse. "I couldn't see
her. She was camoflauged!"
So what did I see to the right of me in the ditch? What a funny looking dog!
Oh no, look at how high it jumped! Oh, it's a deer jumping the fence. Cool.
Then I remembered there are always more than one. Oops, too late!
Here comes a truck with bright lights in my eyes. What was that thud? Oh my!
We met in the middle of the highway. It all happened so fast. I was driving with
my cruise control on exactly 65 mph. It was such smooth sailing. Until we met.
In that moment I felt remorse for the life of that deer. Then my mind switched to
my little beautiful car. I did not want to see the damage. It seemed such a small
thud. Maybe, just maybe I only lost a headlight. After all, my car dash control did
send me a signal that looked like a big headlight pointing downward. Maybe my
car's computer was telling me it's only a dream. You only have a headlight out.
I drove on twenty more miles to the next town before I stopped to survey the
damage. I guess I really should have stopped very soon after but I just couldn't.
I wasn't shaken by the ordeal at all for some strange reason. I didn't cry at all.
I kept thinking to myself this is only a car and not the most important thing in life.
I thought of the necessity to get to my daughter's apartment to watch my grand daughter that morning. All I could think of was, Lola. She's important. People are
what's important. I am not hurt and it's going to be all right.
I stopped in Skiatook and got out hoping to see very little damage. But alas, that
was not the case. From the front to the rear, the meeting with the deer left many
scars. I have been reminded many times throughout life that the rain falls on the
just and the unjust. We are not immune from bad things happening to us even though we are children of God. The Bible says in this world we will have tribulations. But we are reminded that Jesus said to be of good cheer because He has overcome the world. Ahhh, I'm not trying to preach, really. I just have this in me and it comes out. It is called peace. I honestly don't know how people can make it in life without peace. But you know the corny answer that beauty contestants always give when asked what they wish for, "world peace." I do so wish the world had peace.
"so may peace rain down from heaven like little pieces of the sky" "little keepers of the promise"