Visionary

We went to see a visionary last night which was very cool to say the least. I'm almost convinced of him. He sees Mary every day. He saw Mary while we were there in church. Anyways, on the way back we were going 45 (thank God not any faster) and this white van pulls out in front of us. We were going to hit it head-on. We had no time to check behind or in the next lane, we just hammered the brakes and swerved into the next lane. It was obvious we were going to hit the van. What was a toss-up was whether we'd it it head on or not. If we it it head-on, well, there'd be some busy people at the nearest hospital. So we brake and swerve and we don't even HIT the van. We don't even HIT it! Everyone's perfectly fine, except maybe the road has some tire marks. We just look at each other, comment on how miraculous that is, and then go: "A Rosary in thanksgiving to Mary. In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. I believe in God...."
The strangest part was that I wasn't even scared as we were driving into the side of the van. Maybe it was because he had just been laughing at a joke. But really, it was like I just knew we wouldn't die. I thought we'd certainly be in an accident, but die? Nah.