Founders Family Saved By Prayer

Grandad's funeral was perfect. The temperature was in the low twenties with no snow to trek through. The sky was gloomy gray, but the clouds were spectacular.

It was open casket. Always an odd thing to look at a body with no soul. 

He was ninety years old. So as sad as funerals may seem, I wasn't really too sad as I know LaVern lived a full life with many interesting stories. 

Like the one when he was flying his small plane and he came in to land. It was a perfect landing, except for one small problem. He and another small plane were landing at the exact same time, and somehow he landed his plane on top of the other airplane as if it was some sort of stunt show, but it was not. It was one of those million in one chance freak happenings with a good ending. No one could belive it. Especially him and the other fella he landed on. 

On the drive to North Platte, Nebraska from Denver we had a interesting life story happen, though not as amazing as the airplane story. We left in the late afternoon, so it became dark quick. We were about halfway into the four hour drive and I had Rob (my brother in law) on my mind. Rob is in the last days of a cancer that will take his life. You can see more of his story in my post Death Surrounds This Founder. For some reason I decided to pray for Rob, and I rarely pray. Half way into my silent prayer my husband lets out a *gasp* I look up and a deer is standing in the highway. It's at my side of the car, it looks at us and turns around and goes back into the lane beside us. We were passing a semi on the right. It pauses in front of the semi, and I think the semi is going to hit it. But it bounds off into the darkness.

My husband says "I thought we were going to be killed" and I say "I thought we were going to kill the deer." We were going eighty miles per hour. 

Truly I felt (because I was praying for Rob) that God made the deer turn back. If the deer had continued on, we would have hit it dead center. The entire thing happened in seconds, but it seemed like it happened in slow motion. 

My daughter was discussing the afterthoughts of this with me and she and I agree the deer was a representation of Rob. My daughter says, Rob is pausing, he has out lived the doctors death date of last spring. He paused to stay with us, but he will go into the darkness, just like the deer.

The small writing says: More Things Are Wrought By Prayer Than This World Dreams Of

and one more thing, LaVern's Sunset as we drove back to Colorado.