Yesterday morning, God spoke to my wife, warning her of what physical harm our son would face.

I clasped my son’s hand in mine and prayed to the Lord.

Our oldest son got in our big, Ford 250 truck and took off down 17th street for PSAT testing at Idaho Falls High School.

A gentleman in his new jeep rear-ended Josh on 17th.  The impact set off air bags and mangled steel.  Both drivers were disoriented but physically safe.  I am thankful my son was driving our big pickup rather than our small Buick.

That is our great God directly answering prayer on the behalf of His children on one of the main streets in Idaho Falls.  He is real.  He is King of this city.