So I get off of Eagle Road NB, turning east on to Franklin Road. This car behind me does the same thing. Ok. Sure. Not an issue.
The car decides to accelerate and change lanes in front of me. The car then decelerates to below the posted speed limit by something like 10 mph. Which means about 25 mph. So I’m thinkin’ to myself: “Aw, crud! I’m gonna’ be late! Move your butt, dude!”
As we continued down the road toward the Cloverdale/Franklin intersection, I looked in to the burgeoning dawn and ahead and to the far right I see: Mr. Idaho State Police or Boise Police. I had recently been the recipient of an exceeding the limit citation, so I was totally grateful and swallowed my resentment at someone who was slower getting in front of me. Something in my mind said “You should say thank you to Heavenly Father for sending someone who helped you avoid a citation and a tardy at work”.
Ain’t the Spirit grand and wonderful?