A few hours ago...today...just minding my own business, I was riding my motorcycle around and praying about preaching tomorrow, and I almost died. I think the worst part would have been dying and no one having an idea of where to find me. I don't even know where I was! (Sometimes I just go out and ride, and get lost so I can try to find my way home. I know...I need a new hobby. WAIT...that is my new hobby!)
Really...I almost died...on the motorcycle! I always thought any close calls would come from cars, or trucks, or the occasional renegade deer jumping out at me. Oh, no...that would be FAR TOO SIMPLE of a way for me to almost chew pavement. But, I digress. Where was I?
That's right...just riding along...enjoying the scenery...praying...
WHEN OUT OF THE SKY COME TWO GIANT TURKEY BUZZARDS SWOOPING DOWN AT ME!!!
I jerked to the left, and my heart raced faster than the pistons in the engine could ever pump! They missed me. I have NO IDEA why they swooped at me, but after I traveled down the road a bit, I did what anyone would have done in my situation: I went back!
There they were, sitting in the tree...probably laughing at me.
Anyway, they swooped. I ducked. They missed. I lived.
1 comment:
I am laughing so hard... for a city goer... to have an incounter with a turkey buzzard like that i would have payed money to see that!
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