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Changed in His Presence - Sam Hinn

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CHANGED IN HIS PRESENCE<br />

to rem<strong>in</strong>d myself to be humble because it's God's<br />

work <strong>in</strong> me.<br />

One day this very humble and lov<strong>in</strong>g guy was<br />

tak<strong>in</strong>g his son to hockey practice. We got <strong>in</strong>to the<br />

love mobile and drove out. I came to an<br />

<strong>in</strong>tersection where I was about to make a right<br />

turn. The light was red and I was wait<strong>in</strong>g to<br />

merge <strong>in</strong> with traffic. My son was sitt<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> the<br />

passenger seat and while I was wait<strong>in</strong>g I<br />

happened to look <strong>in</strong> the rear view mirror.<br />

Charg<strong>in</strong>g up beh<strong>in</strong>d me was this blue car that<br />

was go<strong>in</strong>g way too fast. There was no way for it<br />

to stop without smash<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>to the back end of<br />

my car.<br />

The closer he got to my car the more fear and<br />

anger rose up <strong>in</strong> me. He ended up on the median<br />

and came very close to sideswip<strong>in</strong>g the<br />

passenger side. I was really afraid for my son's<br />

life. I thought for sure he would wave <strong>in</strong> apology<br />

or someth<strong>in</strong>g, but he didn't.<br />

Someth<strong>in</strong>g snapped <strong>in</strong>side my heart, and an<br />

anger raged with<strong>in</strong> me. I caught up to this guy<br />

who was driv<strong>in</strong>g eighty-five miles an hour. While<br />

we were both speed<strong>in</strong>g down the highway, I<br />

expressed to him how I did not appreciate his<br />

style of driv<strong>in</strong>g. I did all those th<strong>in</strong>gs macho<br />

people do while they are try<strong>in</strong>g to get the<br />

attention of another driver. I flashed my high<br />

beams, blew my horn and yes, even tailgated.<br />

I took a quick glance at my son and saw a<br />

fearful and bewildered face look<strong>in</strong>g right back at<br />

me, as if to say, "Dad, have you gone crazy?" I<br />

had never experienced this type of anger <strong>in</strong> my<br />

life before. We were now very close to the ice<br />

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