Fred and I started going together
..... when we were 16.
We went to different schools; his an all boys Grammar School and mine an all girls Grammar School. The two schools were located quite close together but not a lot of contact was made between the two (professionally).
However that year both schools offered their A level Mathematics students the opportunity to do a computer course at the City's Technical College each Tuesday afternoon and both of us took up the offer.
That meant we were able to see each other at the course and also to spend some time together after it.
Now Fred got a motorbike as soon as he was old enough and he started using it to go back and forward to school each day so he took me home on it after school.
My school uniform included a blue pleated skirt in which I could do a beautiful twirl and have the skirt fan out but as cute as that might have been (not true really) it was not the most suitable attire for riding on the back of a motorbike.
Okay the obvious thing was to change into a pair of trousers on leaving school so that I could ride on the bike.
No way was that allowed.
Yes and full school uniform also meant a grey beret!!!
So for a few days I had been on the bike in my skirt trying to keep it tucked in around me and not bellowing up in the air, but having got fed up with that I decided that I would put on a pair of trousers over my skirt to travel to the Tech and home afterwards on the Tuesday.
During the computer course each week we had a mid afternoon break and this Tuesday Fred wanted to go back up to his school to get something so we hopped on the bike and started off towards the school going along one of the main streets of the city. There were cars parked on each side of the road and suddenly I could see a car pulling out from a street on the right. There was no time to stop and the car was into us just at the right of the front wheel of the bike.
I was thrown off the bike and landed hitting my head on the ground, thankfully Fred had been able to slow down so it was not a very forceful knock but I was still thankful for the helmet I had been wearing.
The driver of the car had just simply not noticed us coming (as still is so common with motorbikes) but as he was an older man and we were just students he did try to put the blame on us and then came out with the comment
"Just as well you were wearing that helmet girl"
No it was not
Just as well I was wearing that helmet
I was obeying the rules of the road (wearing a helmet) and he wasn't (when he pulled out when it was not safe to do so).
After sorting out about the accident and knowing that we were both ok we got back on the bike and went on with our afternoon.
We thanked God that He had protected us that day and even though we had had an accident no one was hurt and very little damage had been done.
It is so good to know that wherever we are and whatever we are doing God is with us and knows what lies ahead.
However one thing was going round in my mind
Can you just imagine what I would have looked like if I had been wearing that school skirt?
Can you just imagine what I would have looked like if I had been wearing that school skirt?
So not only did I thank God for his protection in the accident
but also for the fact that it had not happened on one of the previous days when I would have been wearing that skirt.
I believe that God cares about little details and he cared about what I would be wearing that day.
Do you believe he cares about the details of your life each day?
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