I've been driving for about 7-8 years now (I started late :P), and luckily I have never been in a car accident. Something that I actually used to pride myself about. A few months later, glancing at my driver's license, I realizes that it expired. I was shocked: I only got the license a year ago - issued by the state we moved to. How could that be?
I called the DMV, wondering if it was a mistake. No mistake - apparently due to my non-citizenship status at the time, it was issued for only a year. I had to come back to the DMV and get a new one.
I get there, and surprisingly, only within 15 minutes - I was at the window of the DMV lady. I always pray for favor when I am at that place. I have just got my citizenship a little less than a year ago at that time, so I was elated - there should be no issues.
But the lady said - I will need your passport, as your status had changed, and the INS did not update the proper records. But, she added, if you come back today, simply waive to me, and I'll take care of you.
Grateful(as this was during my work day), I drive away, to pick up the passport from home, as a pick up truck backs into me. My hands were shaking, but I thanks God that I had my updated car insurance on me. I asked the driver for the same. He was a pleasant elderly african-american man - very sweet and apologetic. The cops were called, and he admitted that it was his fault.
After appraisals, and some phone calls, his insurance sent me a check. I have not cashed the check to fix the dent - there is no damage to my car, except for the hole in the bumper and punched out grill. So I put it off. And then put off some more. Feeling too lazy to go to a dealership, leave my car, etc, etc. Its been a few months, and that sizable check is still laying on my dressers.
A couple of days ago, I realized that I have an opportunity to go to Uganda for a short-term mission trip. My mind scrambled at the opportunities to raise the money. Then it occured to me - the check that's been laying on my dresser will probably cover the cost of a plane ticket.
What a blessing! My car is fine, no one was hurt, insurance went through quickly. But that check can finance my very first mission trip to Africa.
When the other driver said: "You just never know who you will meet" and I agreed "There is a reason for everything, including fender-benders." He said "Bless you, you are very sweet." as we parted.
Blessed indeed am I.