Last Snow of the Season

It was the last snow of the season. In the high country, the roads were covered with several inches of the fresh white powder we had grown tired of over the long months of winter, but God had a purpose in that snowfall.

A young couple had been in a fight, just one of many in recent days. Words had been said that were hurtful and cutting. The woman left the house and when she returned, regretted some of the things that had been said. Her boyfriend was no where to be found and that worried her for some uncanny reason. It nagged at her so much that she was compelled to go next door and ask her neighbor if he would go and look for the missing boyfriend. 

The young man agreed, not knowing exactly where to start, but as he slid behind the steering wheel he began to take twists and turns through the desolate mountain roads. As he followed a set of lone tracks in the fresh snow until he realized that the previous driver had turned off the main road onto a hidden trail. 

He decided to turn around and see where the tracks on the trail led, but promptly recognized the car parked on the deserted road as his neighbor’s. Throwing his truck into park, he jumped out, noticing a hose running from the exhaust pipe into the trunk. Thinking quickly, he jerked the hose out of the pipe and then ran to the driver’s side of the car. The windows were covered with fog, but as he peered into the window he could make out the neighbor’s head resting on the steering wheel. The driver’s name had been written in the fog. He began banging on the window and was able to stir the half-conscious man lying against the steering wheel.

Every time I think of this story I see the hand of God all over it even though there was no evidence of prayers being offered up that day. 

Just think how different this story might have been:
  • If the neighbor had failed to seek help
  • If the rescuer had not been home
  • If the snow had not fallen
  • If there had been many tracks in the snow
  • If the rescuer had taken a different road
  • If the rescuer had been delayed
If any of these things had been different, a life would have been lost that day all because of an argument. God intervened that spring day; I wonder if there were lives changed forever that day….

Why does God intervene in some situations and not another? I have no idea, but I do know one thing-- the young man who had been so despondent that he wanted to take his own life is very fortunate and God must have something planned for his life.

Proverbs 16:9 In his heart a man plans his course, but the LORD determines his steps. 

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Margaret said…
Wow--such a neat story! And so encouraging too!
June 28, 2011 at 8:46 PM
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