Around 8:24 AM this morning I was exiting the freeway to visit my favorite (hands down, no contest, the best ever) Starbucks before church. Mmmm... Doesn't a nice grande, non-fat cappuccino with two raw sugars and an add-shot sound delightful right about now?! Back to the story.
As I was driving down the ramp I could see debris on the road, something rope-like: the typical trash that one halfway expects to see in 100 degree temperatures. As I got closer to it I noticed stripes. And
then, the moment of recognition: snake! That horrifying realization was of course quickly followed by a sickening kawhump kawhump.
Ew. Gives me chills just thinking about it. I have visions of my tires spinning that nasty, cold-blooded vermin up into my undercarriage where it ingeniously would wriggle its half-dead and yet highly angry self into my trunk, and from there... Well, let's just say I should substitute my flip-flops for those hot rubber hip-waders. I see a phobia developing.
I'm thanking Jesus for the glance back in my rear-view mirror, where I saw the snake curled up in the road, looking hideously snakey. Thank-You-Jesus because otherwise I'd still be having OCD fits about where that reptile might be lurking next, waiting to get me.
So when you find yourself running over a snake, remember to check your mirrors for a little reassurance its not going to appear on your passenger seat or wrapped around your gas-foot-ankle in the near future. Just for your peace of mind, of course...
"Cursed are you above all the livestock and all the wild animals! You will crawl on your belly and you will eat dust all the days of your life. And I will put enmity between you and the woman..." Genesis 3:14-15
