Thursday, October 1, 2015

Sometimes, God Make You Miss the Bus

Credit to Terence Ong
For work, I take the bus to work some mornings each week, it's not far, only a three-minute bus ride. I would walk to and from work, but did so very rarely due to the heat and dangers of the Tampa streets. I am now very pregnant with child, the due date is only a few weeks away. Very exciting!

One morning this week, I thanked God for missing the bus because it would have been very hazardous situation for me if I had caught the bus on time.
I use the OneBusAway app to let me know where the bus currently is, so I'm not waiting around if the bus is running late—or come sooner if the bus early! Originally, the bus was running on time, then it was one minute late. I wasn't concerned with waiting an extra minute, so I left the house at the usual time to go catch the bus. On the way, I dropped off mail, and it took a few moments to find the drop-off slot because I am legally blind and have night-blindness. The day was now getting shorter thanks to the equinox, so it was now quite dark out for me to see anything at 6:55 in the morning. When I finally found the slot, I dropped the mail off.

I get to the bus stop and I see the gentleman who rides the same bus I do. I checked the app and saw it had lef—three minutes early! Confused, I asked him if he had missed the bus too. He had. We both missed it! So, I went back home to wait for the next one in 40 minutes.

45 minutes later, the sun was now fully up and I can see now. I got off the bus and now on my second leg of the journey to work, a ten-minute walk. I cross the street and I noticed on the sidewalk on the other side had some construction signage up. I am thinking, "Oh, hope this is easy to get walk through." I reached the other end, and I don't see possible hazards, all I saw was sand. I thought it would be easy to get through.

So, I walked around the signage and onto now torn-up sidewalk. A few moments later, the cane detected a huge mound of dirt and cement. I looked around, trying to decide the best path to take. It was either the busy road or the grass. There were no sidewalks on the other side of the road, so that option was out. I took the grass, and I forgot how steep it was. The grass was slick with dew, and I did not have good shoes on for traction. Carefully, I walked on the grass. Then took a few steps at the top of the grassy mound and back down, the trickiest part because I could slip at any moment.

A driver had stopped and got out to assist me. I'm thankful that he stopped and was there to spot me and made sure I was ok. I made it back on the sidewalk safely, thanked him for making sure I was safe, and now I was on my way to work.

If I had not missed the bus, the new construction zone would have made it extremely dangerous for me for three reasons: no street lights in the area, the intersection had a turning lane with no yield to pedestrians (even though drivers should), and no other sidewalks to walk.

I probably would have fallen that morning. Thank you God that I missed the bus so I could find out that there is new construction the sidewalk. However, after work that day, I did fall into the construction zone because I misjudged where the construction ended and fell into a sand pit. Thank God, again, that it was only sand and no cement rocks to contend with. I am now taking cab rides to and from work, though I can't really afford it for very long.

Sometimes, He makes you miss the bus for your own safety.

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