INDIANA—My wife and I recently took a trip to Edmond to spend time with my son Daryle and his wife, Stephanie, and to watch the Celtic Throne performance on April 30. We began the 13-hour drive back home on Sunday afternoon. We stayed overnight in Missouri and were back on the road the next morning, winding up and down through the Missouri countryside, through Saint Louis and then turned north on I-55 for the last leg of the trip through the endless cornfields of Illinois. Suddenly traffic came to a stop just south of Springfield. Just in front of us was a wall of blowing dust and dark, black smoke. Because of the thick dust from the freshly plowed fields, a pileup of more than 30 semi-trucks and 40 cars closed both northbound and southbound lanes of the highway and backed up traffic for more than 30 miles. 45 minutes earlier, we had taken a break to use the restroom, grab a snack and switch drivers. Sitting for two and a half hours in the blinding dust with a major accident less than a mile in front of us gave us a deep sense of gratitude and humility. Had we not taken that five-minute break, we would have been directly involved in the accident. God takes such great care of us in some the simplest ways, and sometimes it is only in hindsight that we can see how He saves us from certain destruction.