I write this week with a humble heart full of gratitude. Grateful for miracles and humbled to have seen the Lord's hand in protecting us. Up until yesterday evening I was planning on writing about the disaster that was the Ward activity and the fact that we finally have progressing investigators, but instead, I want to focus on what happened last night.
Last night about we were heading to a part of our area, and to get to this part we have to cross a big field. We were about 3/4ths of the way when in the distance we saw 2 cars basically flying down the road that the field leads us to. We both thought how odd 2 cars would try to race on such a muddy road. Then as we neared the exit of the field the cars were closer and we saw that the car behind was a police truck and then we realized what was going on. The car in front slowed down to turn into the field and the police truck hit it on the side but not hard enough so then the car was headed literally right for us.To our right was mud and the car heading for that way and to our left there was a deep sewage ditch filled with nasty water that is about 5 feet wide then there is a little hill of grass. Elder Vides (who by the way is about 4' 11") jumped first and then I followed him. Somehow we both made the jump with room to spare. The car continued on and about 70 yards down the way hit a patch of mud and crashed into the ditch. We jumped back over and ran while more police showed up (weapons drawn) and took off running and got to a member's house. We then realized that our phone had fallen out when Elder Vides made the jump. We had the member come with us and we called the phone and to our surprise it was face up and we found it without problems. After catching our breath and taking a minute we realized how everything went perfectly to protect us. First of all we didn't have our bikes, because if we had them we would not have had the ability to jump to the other side. If we were walking just a little bit faster we would have been right where the car entered, and if we were walking just a little slower we would have been at a spot where the car had regained control and would have been going too fast for us to have done anything. If the police truck had hit the car a little bit harder they both would have tumbled on top of us and the shootout would have taken place in front of us, and if it had missed the car, the car would have oversteered and drifted into us. We were truly blessed last night, and we know that because we have been diligent and obedient all of this time, the Lord blessed us greatly. Last night all of those prayers of "...and please bless and protect our missionaries" were answered.
God loves each and every one of us, Christ is our Savior, and the Book of Mormon is true. It´s not that hard.