You Don't Say!

Jim and Joe came over for blueberry pancakes after the evening church service last night. Since it was already late neither could stay too long, but in the course of conversation the issue of car insurance was raised. Seems Joe owes his dad for his portion of this month's bill. Joe just happened to mention how his driving rcord has been pretty good this past year. I knocked on the coffee table. Joe said he's never hit any animals, not even a bird. I knocked on the coffe table again. (He said I was trying to jinx him.) By then it was close to eleven so the boys took off, Jim following Joe out of the driveway and down the road toward home. Five minutes later the phone rang... I shot James that "oh no" look. Oh yes, it was Jim on the other end of the line. I suppose you can guess what happened. Joe said after our conversation he was watching especially close for deer. He saw the first one cross the road and slammed on his brakes but the second one was impossible to miss. It went rolling out of the road to who knows where and pieces of Joe's front grill and headlights were scattered across the pavement. It could have been worse. The windshield is whole and so is Joe. The truck is back in our driveway looking a little sad but okay. It's fixable. And... we are thankful that God speaks to us prior to some incidents causing us to be just a little more careful than usual.