I've Fallen..

..not in love - but in a deep excavation.

This morning, on my way to the office, I did not notice a very deep digging on the road and before I had the chance to step on the breaks, my two front wheels already fell into it. I heard a loud thud, metal-to-cement kind of sound and I knew I was in deep trouble, literally. It was also raining that time. Good thing some good samaritans came over to offer assistance. One manong took the lead and requested more helping hands from the surrounding area because the initial 6 pairs of strong arms fail to bring Simon out of the hole. Simon by the way is the name of my green, kermity car. At the end, it took 9 men to bring us out of the hole. Miraculously, there was not even a single dent on the fender.

All those times I was my usual cool self (though a bit nervous initially) because I knew I prayed the moment my wheels fell into the hole. God took me out of the hole, like His usual habit of taking me out from deep voids I encountered in my life.