From our robbery two weeks ago Friday, I’m thankful that my wife had her wallet in her jeans pocket and her cell phone there as well, and that our car wasn’t literally ‘smashed into’ as were the other two cars. (Still, a hard loss for my wife; lots of little things so useful to her; and just under our $1,000 insurance deductible, so no coverage.)
From two days ago — also a Friday — I’m thankful that the guy in the black pickup truck behind me on the freeway didn’t actually ram my back end, though he got really, really close and then roared past after I moved over, only having to jam on the brakes because I got behind a very slow moving vehicle. (You never want to have to brake on the freeway…)
From yesterday in Toronto, I’m thankful that the guy who pulled out of the grocery store parking lot and drove the wrong way up a six-lane artery in a scene worthy of The Best of YouTube didn’t actually hit anyone; missing us and so many others. Had he just robbed the store? Hey, it’s Toronto; these things are normal. (We did have a long discussion afterward about the need for dash-cams here as they do in much of Europe. There was a paramedic parked at the side further back; he might have caught the scene on his dash-cam if he wasn’t already dealing with another emergency.)
For all these things we want to thank God. Luke tells us that ten lepers were healed but only one came back to say thanks. Not great stats. So thank you, Lord for protection in ways we often don’t even realize.