thank God for divine protection

i do not believe in luck. i do not believe in coincidence. i do, however, believe in God. and His divine protection.

as you all know, one of my favorite things in the world is my motorcycle. well, as you all know, they can be dangerous in many ways, as well as fun. and, in the years of my riding, i've had several close calls on the road. but none like last night.

around 10:00 o'clock last evening, i was riding home from waynesville. i was coming down s.r.73 and going about 60mph give or take a few. it was pitch black dark and cold. there are NO lights down there for the roads. just as i crested a hill i switched on an accessory and the next thing i knew, i heard a loud POP!!! ALL of my lights went out and my engine died. again, i was doing around 60mph(orso) when suddenly i had NO LIGHTS. i coasted down the hill and tried to make it up the next but didn't make it. there was no shoulder to get off of the road and i was in the valley portion of a double hill. i saw headlights behind me before i crested the hill, so i knew that i had to make a choice. i tried everything that i knew to at least get my lights on, but my whole electric and engine was hopelessly dead.
i was at my end. and thought for sure i'd be squashed by whoever was coming up behind me. so i prayed, "Lord, i need some help." as soon as i got the words out of my mouth, i saw the lights coming and heard the oncoming car. my bike is black and blue. i was wearing my black leathers, and black jean and black helmet. the truck came to a stop right behind me. the driver asked if i needed help. i said yes. he got out and helped push my bike up the hill into the first driveway. IT WAS HIS DRIVEWAY!!

he then told me that he was also a biker, and he saw my lights flickering as i topped the hill so he slowed down. then, he and his wife invited me into there home until almost 1:00 A.M because i couldn't get a tow truck for my bike. he told me that he had a trailer and a ramp so if i couldn't get help, he would take me and the bike home. one of my good friends ended up being able to make it and me and my bike made it to safety.

while i'm supremely bummed about the bike, there are several reasons for my thankfulness.

1) i was headed for i-75!! another 5 minutes and i would have been going alot faster with alot more traffic. and even if i had made it safely off the road, i would have had to sit on the side of the highway for about 3 hours and left my bike on the side of the road.

2) shane and his wife and 18 month old, were more hospitable than most people i've encountered while looking like a questionable biker decked out in leathers. (would you have let me into your house that late at night, looking like that?)

3) he was a rider, so he had ramps and stuff so that when my friend came, we were able to take my bike home.

4) i was able to keep my bike on the road while going over 60 totally blind. i literally could not see anything.

so hey, i may be bummed, but at least i'm bummed safely at home