A Trajectory Of Grace


The boy, backpack bouncing, eyes focused on friends at the bus stop across the street does not see I in my chariot of steel driving into the winter sun and darts out in front of me to reach the other side.

The brakes work fine, but I spend the rest of my drive catching my breath, imagining what might have been had I been distracted for just a moment.

This life is filled with a million such moments. Tragedy avoided by scant inches. But for the grace of God go I is a daily occurrence and a reminder to me not to take my current trajectory for granted. It can change in a heartbeat.

I am watchful but not hypervigilant. I do not live in fear, only gratefulness.


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