The Argentine Tango

The psalmist is expressing gratitude for recovery from an illness. Thanking the Lord is a habit we need to cultivate. It not only acknowledges the gift of the event from God in our favour, it also says to the Lord that we believe in God’s all-encompassing power. We all have something to thank the Lord for.

It was February 1967, when I and three others were on the highway south of Saskatoon. We were driving a high performance muscle car. Suddenly, a rival muscle car pulled up beside us. The race was on. Our driver powershifted, snapping our heads back from the force of the torque and horsepower of the huge V8 engine. The rival muscle car was so close I could have grabbed his door handle. Suddenly, we both hit a patch of black ice in the same split second. We spun into the other car at close to 100 mph.

Miraculously, we didn’t touch. We both whirled in unison like a couple of dancers doing the Argentine Tango. Careening to the end of a near 180 degree spin, both cars screamed to a halt when we hit dry pavement. All of us were completely unhurt, everything was intact, and the car was unscratched. Halleluiah! Thank the Lord!

Lord, keep me dancing in partnership with you. Amen. — G&CW

Contributed by The Argentine Tango

The psalmist is expressing gratitude for recovery from an illness. Thanking the Lord is a habit we need to cultivate. It not only acknowledges the gift of the event from God in our favour, it also says to the Lord that we believe in God's all-encompassing power. We all have something to thank the Lord for. It was February 1967, when I and three others were on the highway south of Saskatoon. We were driving a high performance muscle car. Suddenly, a rival muscle car pulled up beside us. The race was on. Our driver powershifted, snapping our heads back from the force of the torque and horsepower of the huge V8 engine. The rival muscle car was so close I could have grabbed his door handle. Suddenly, we both hit a patch of black ice in the same split second. We spun into the other car at close to 100 mph. Miraculously, we didn't touch. We both whirled in unison like a couple of dancers doing the Argentine Tango. Careening to the end of a near 180 degree spin, both cars screamed to a halt when we hit dry pavement. All of us were completely unhurt, everything was intact, and the car was unscratched. Halleluiah! Thank the Lord!
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