ESP

the weirdest thing happened to me this afternoon.  it had been a typical day so far, no major items to report.  i was sitting at my desk at work and my mind suddenly wrapped around the phrase, "God is good."  i wasn't praying; i wasn't thinking about much of anything (except for the e-mail i was writing), but this phrase kept popping up, almost like a chant.  i thought, yes, it's true, God is good.  despite my troubles, namely those as of late, my life is blessed.  i have no complaints.  this thought was comforting; i even smiled.

a buzz woke me from my reverie.  it was my phone.  a text from my sister.  she explained that her and my mom had been in a head-on collision and the car was totalled.  they were both okay and were in the ER getting checked out.

i called immediately and my sister's voice on the other end was subdued.  she said the car that hit them literally came out of nowhere.  i asked if the airbags had deployed, and she said yes.  she still sounded a bit shell-shocked.

my mom got on the phone next.  the first words out of her mouth were that if she hadn't had airbags, she was sure she'd be dead.  and my sister too.  i asked her if they both had had their seatbelts on.  she said of course, and mentioned how we had just been discussing seatbelts and airbags only 2 days ago.

on saturday, anthony and i ran into the store manager of a discount grocery store we frequent at a farmer's market.  she has become a friend of the family over the years so we were catching up.  somehow our conversation moved to the topic of seatbelts.  she admitted that she didn't wear hers anymore because she had been in a bad accident years before where the force from the airbag deploying had caused her seatbelt to hit her in the face.  my husband and i both pointed out that the reason she probably was standing there today was most likely due in part to the seatbelt, so it was silly not to wear it for that reason.

we saw my parents shortly after that meeting, and i mentioned the seatbelt debate to them.  we discussed our feelings on the subject (wear your seatbelt!), started talking about airbags, and moved on to other topics.

it's a strange coincidence that we had just been conversing about the very things that came into play a couple days later.  believe what you want, but that was a sure sign to me.

and what can explain the "God is good" chorus in my head?  maybe ESP.  i wouldn't be surprised if my sister and mom were both thinking that after their accident.  and somehow, across the miles, i could hear them.