I've deleted it.
An awkward silence befell us tonight.
As usual, in our "war-torn" house. My mom was complaining about something, and it seemed like another argument was going to brew between my mom and dad. I seemed to be getting used to it. I don't know why.
Suddenly Dad called me from the PC and asked if I was doing something important, I was about to retort. My mom was about to complain... when he interrupted by telling my mom:
"I wanted to pray".
Mom and I were really puzzled.
He continued with telling us his story.
It happened in the traffic light, that was in close proximity to our area. The lights went green and he turned. There was only one car with him turning in the same direction. Suddenly, another car who has apparently skipped the red light, at full speed, came blazing towards the direction of my dad and the car that was going into the turn with him.
If it was for a matter of split seconds.
I wouldn't have my Dad with us right now.
The other car was hit.
Not my Dad's.
Wreckage. Ambulances. And Police followed.
God saved my Dad tonight.
I think we did.
God was trying to send us a message.
Even though we don't really get along... he's cool.
But God still cares. I know he's watching over those hurt tonight.
God Bless them.
I don't believe in luck.
But I do believe in God's blessings.
God Bless You All,
Reniel "Renz" Reyes Tengco
P.S. Don't forget about God, because he still hasn't forgotten about you.