Day 23 #5MWF #write31day Blowout
Daily driving to work on Highway 15 challenges one’s skills. Working in San Diego and living in North County most of my career, one would think you would become used to the commute. My commute time I listen to Charles Swindoll, Dr. David Jeremiah and John McArthur. At one place in my commute, I must catch the 15 South so I get myself in the fast lane to make this transition so this one day, suddenly, I feel my front left tire blowout. Yes, my left front tire blowout. Trembling, hanging on to the steering wheel, looking in the rear view mirror and the traffic is clear, this is a miracle. I can merge all the way to the right, the goal to get off the freeway. Terrified as I merge over five lanes coming to a complete stop. Sitting there I hear a knock on my window, I jump but look in the rear view mirror and it see a tow truck. I hadn’t stopped shaking long enough to call anyone yet here’s a tow truck. He changed my tire, I told him I didn’t have money for a tip for changing the blowout but would he give me his name and I would pray for him. He said his name was GABRIEL.