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I watched with intent curiosity as Richard applied brute force to remove the cracked windshield. It was the second windshield we’d replaced in a month. Last month, it was our other vehicle. Richard, the window replacement guy, says the glue used to hold the windshield can withstand pressure up to 900 pounds per square inch.  He seemed to know what he was doing, so I asked him how long he’d been in the glass business. Richard said he’d always been working with cars in some form, but only the last 20 years in this specific trade.

 

When I made the appointment, the office asked if we had a garage to work in if perchance it rained. I said we did. Skies were gray when Richard started the operation. He worked alone which amazed me since a windshield can weigh up to 50 pounds—“about the weight of a large bag of dog food.” But a bag of dog food doesn’t crash or go into a zillion pieces upon impact. I determined Richard to be a brave and strong man.

 

We were going along the road just fine not following behind a big truck or construction vehicle. Then, it happened. Crack!  Smack! We’d been hit with a rock that just barely clipped the driver’s side of the windshield. Then, the crack began to crawl. It crawled half way across in direct line of my husband’s view. No chance of forgetting that rock. No, I’d be making a call to my insurance company and the window repair company—AGAIN!

 

The day after the rock hit; it dawned on me. The rock that split our windshield could have been a bigger rock. It could have distracted my husband to the point of swerving off the road or hitting another car or object. It could have been much worse. “Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.” (Matthew 10:31) Wow, God really did take care of us.

 

Just as Richard was completing the last steps of polishing the window, the sky began to drip. He had finished his task just in time, and I might add, quite admirably.

 

“If God sees the sparrow’s fall,

Paints the lilies short ad tall,

Gives the skies their azure hue,

Will He not then care for you?” – Anon.

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