My sister had a scare the other night: she hit a deer while she was driving 75 mph down I-55 south of Bloomington. Eeeek! The car is smashed up and the deer… well… he/she did not make it. He/she was catapulted into the air a good 20 feet before exploding and raining deer parts all over I-55 for about 30-40 feet.

Somehow, my sister maintained control of the car, pulled over and lived to tell about it. How the deer didn’t go through the windshield of her car, can only be because of the grace of God.

Whew – that was close. Thank you, God!!