I had another oops yesterday. I went and met Bryce at BYU last night. When it was time to go home Bryce dropped me off at my car, (whose name is Myrtle.) We always try to beat each other home on occasions like this, and Bryce made it out of the parking lot almost before I had the car started. He would have been long gone but a red light let me catch up. This was particularly fortunate because when I caught up Bryce noticed that I had forgotten to turn my headlights on! (Don't look at me, don't look at my shame.) Myrtle is not the most noticeable car, especially in the dark, and I shuddered all the way home thinking about how dangerous it would have been for me to drive in all that dark, rainy traffic with no headlights. I am glad that we pray that we will travel safely, and glad that Heavenly Father listens.
p.s.
Bryce got home first, I blame this on the fact that I was shuddering and contemplating my nearly dangerous experience the whole way home.
p.s.s.
It just occurred to me that this headlights thing could make a good talk. Everyone has street-lights, the light of Christ. Having modern-day revelation to guide you, is like turning on the headlights. Personal revelation can illuminate things even more clearly, like turning on your brights.
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