Why do we go out driving in snow and ice? You may know how to drive on it, but others don’t and you still can get hit.
One morning a few years ago, I was driving on ice to get to work. I really don’t know why I felt I needed to get to work. Work would be fine without me. None of us is so important we can’t take a vacation. We can always be replaced. If you can’t get by on missing a day’s income, you need to get your priorities right.
Well anyways, I was on the way to Greendale Railing. The first sign that I shouldn’t be on the road came immediately. My truck was iced over. I was leaving earlier than usual hoping there would be less traffic. After running the truck and scraping ice off, I got into a nice warm truck and proceeded out the driveway. A car was coming slowly down the road. This was the first car that I saw that morning, and I had been out there for a while. The clock in my truck said 5 a.m. I waited for the car to go by, but it didn’t quite make it by at the first attempt. We live in a curve, and the car ended up in the ditch. It partially blocked our driveway. It took sometime pushing and lifting to get the car out of the ditch. It was a good thing that there were four men in that car.
You know, after all that, I still was going to work. The road was icy. I had the right side wheels on the gravel, and sometimes grassy, shoulder. The left tires were on the road. I finally decided that if Rt. 360 was like this, I wouldn’t go to work. When I started down the hill to 360, two cars were abandoned in the ditch. And the ditch was deep here. I had to crawl with all four tires on the icy road to get by those cars. At the end of my road I was able pull into the Exxon station. I sat there to watch the vehicles go by on 360. There seemed to be no problem. I pulled out, and off to work I headed. It was smooth sailing. Then I got on I-295 heading north. Just after the Rt. 1 exit there is a little bridge. A minivan in front of me hit some ice and slammed into the guardrail on the left side. It rebounded back towards me. I turned sharply hoping to not get hit. I had no control and down the gulley I went, sliding sideways at times. When the truck stopped, I got out and started walking up the hill towards Woodman Road. The minivan was on the right side of the road with damages on the left side and missing its left headlight. It still ran, and the driver gave me a ride to the stoplight on Ackley Road. I walked the rest of the way to Greendale Railing and told my co-workers about my adventure.
Johnny gave me a ride back to Broadway to talk to a towing company. Johnny then took me back to where my truck was stuck in the median. There were blue lights flashing and a six-car pileup. It was even featured on the nightly news.
I finally got to work at 10:30. My truck had mud and grime all over it. The left side tires were full of mud. Rick took care of that when I got my tires rotated. I had thought they were out of balance, but it was just mud.
God gave me all the signs not to go to work, but I didn’t take them in. But He still protected me and my truck. Now I take the time to listen to the spiritual side of life. As I see all those wrecks in the news because of ice and snow, it makes me think, Where are our priorities? We need to listen to that small, quiet voice!