It was a good day, I was happy I could bring my nephew to DL again and he had fun. It was a good day till my mom picked us up from church and on our way to lunch, our car ran over the foot of a pedestrian.

We were on a narrow street and there was a family of four (father, mom, sons) walking along the roadsides ... both sides could have argued their case and heated words could have been exchanged. So, I braced myself and stepped out of the car. He was visibly angry at first but instead of spewing vulgarities, he regained his composure and calmly said,' It's ok, let me sit down for a second first.' When we offered to send him to the clinic, he declined and said he will just iced it at church first. His wife was more concerned about his foot rather than accusing us of causing the injury and the teenagers were simply 'nonchalant'.

'Does this happen to him often?' I wondered. How can he be so calm, cool and collected when a car just ran over his foot?! We drove him to his church and passed him our contacts.

My mom was shaken and my dad was angry when we told him about it at home. Sitting between the two of them, in the midst of their argument, I was upset as this wouldn't have happened if I haven't brought my nephew to church, if I haven't sign up for Tenet class in the afternoon. A millions of 'if I haven't' raced across my mind. Why now? Why now when my shoulders are already burdened and I was doing something 'good' and definitely his will..so why?

After wallowing in self-pity, I took a step back and asked myself, where is this Mel who was worshipping God in church an hour earlier, who was moved by Psalm 121, who wrote on her blog that she will sing no matter what. Where is she in all this?

It's so easy to miss God, isn't it? God's goodness and grace is present in all instances, it must be and I refuse to believe otherwise.

*Soliciting prayer for the injured man - His name is Jacob and it's his left foot. Praying for healing and no long term injury. Thanks!*