by Macy Johnson
“I will refine them like silver and
test them like gold.
They will call on my name and I will
I will say, ‘They are my people,’
and they will say, ’The Lord is our
(Zechariah 13:9 NIV)
I felt the
pull of the camper behind my Highlander for the first time as we looked forward
to our camping excursion. A car suddenly came around the corner into our lane
on a winding, country road. It over-corrected, slid down into the ditch, then leapt
out like a rocket aimed at us! I gripped the steering wheel and braced myself
for impact. Then miraculously the driver corrected the out-of-control vehicle
inches from my bumper. That was close!
months later I drove down to Fort Walton Beach, Florida on a Friday to attend a
good friend’s memorial service the next morning. I headed for home soon after
the service and darkness held off until I entered Atlanta’s perimeter.
merges traffic from I-285 North onto I-20 East. I merged to the far left lane as
cautiously as I could to get on I-20 to Augusta. Cars ahead of me slowed and came
to a dead stop behind an eighteen-wheeler. The trucker and drivers in front of
me pulled out into the adjacent lane one by one as angry motorists blared their
myself first in line behind a stalled car beside a cement wall. I stared into
the passenger-side mirror at the lights racing toward me. A voice said, “Now!”
I turned my front wheels to the right and pressed hard on the gas. I was safely
in the moving lane of traffic!
I will praise
my heavenly Father as He protects me on the busy highways of life and leads me
to trust Him. I hope you will, too!