One day in February, when it rained yesterday, and today it was minus 5, I went to work with my husband. My husband is driving and I’m on the Internet. And then there’s the 90th Psalm. I like him very much, he is in tune with me. I see that my husband is in a good mood, the sun is shining, again, we stand at a traffic light, wait a long time, I suggest — «Listen, what a wonderful prayer» — and I begin to read with the expression. I read slowly, with pleasure. Finished, victoriously looking at my husband — say, how do you feel? And he sits, gently green, with wide-ploughed eyes and only lips exhales — «Works …» and back, shows for himself. And there, right behind our car, there’s another side. And the distance between cars is hardly five centimeters. It turns out that when I started reading the psalm, another car drove out from around the corner, the driver apparently began to brake and his car spinned on the ice. So he waltzed in and rolled up to us. And the husband, all this time, watched with horror how the case will end — we are the last, there is nowhere to turn away — in front of a whole string of cars stands, on the right fence, on the left an oncoming flow of cars …
And when I finished reading. And I will show him My salvation» that car froze as if on command — without causing us any harm, then the husband was only able to exhale. I, being in shock from what I saw, gave out in a completely everyday voice:
«Well, I said, miracles of God!»
Asya Slavina.
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