February 21, 2010
A few weeks ago, as I was driving
southbound on Interstate Route 95, a northbound SUV flew over the median barrier
toward me, rolled several times, first stern over bow and then side over side,
and came to rest on its roof about twenty feet in front of my car.
No one was hurt. To my amazement, the driver of the SUV
crawled out the passenger window and walked away.
There is grace and it is a miracle.
Just
as miraculous is the fact that every person - each of us - can choose to be an
agent of grace in our daily lives.
