Angels watching over me…

ANGELS by: Amy Grant

God only knows the times my life was threatened just today.
A reckless car ran out of gas before it ran my way.
Near misses all around me, accidents unknown,
Though I never see with human eyes the hands that lead me home.
But I know theyre all around me all day and through the night.
When the enemy is closing in, I know sometimes they fight
To keep my fight from falling, Ill never turn away.
If you’re asking what’s protecting me then you’re gonna hear me say:

Got his angels watching over me, every move I make,
Angles watching over me!
Angels watching over me, every step I take,
Angels watching over me…

I have heard this song running through my head today. You may be wondering why that song occupies my mind. This morning, I left for work on my motorcycle just as the boys boarded the bus. I was heading in early to get some work done before everyone else arrived. I did not get far though. As I turned on to the main road in our neighborhood, my bike hesitated and then lurched forward only to fishtail, turn up on the front wheel and dump me unceremoniously on the asphalt.

Let me take you through my thought process as the bike lost control (this will be in real time):
This is going to be impressive…
This is probably going to hurt…
Yep, that hurt.
Hey, there goes my boy’s bus…

So, I called Jen, had her turn around to come home and then pushed the bike the block and a half back home. After going to the school to let the boys see that I was alright, we headed out to get X-Rays and such. I was very fortunate. I only ended up with a possibly fatal blow to my ego, some bruised ribs, arms and legs and a pretty banged up bike.

All in all, I think my angels worked overtime today. Thank you, God, for taking care of me.