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Diamond in a State Trooper's Cruiser... |
Not all diamonds glitter, and all that glitters is not gold... So the old saws go. You never really know, until you are in a car crash, surrounded by broken glass, glittering in Mississippi sun. Emily was safe, but the trip was done. We were beside a busy highway, another well used American bi-way. A State trooper pulled in, lights flashing, sirens creating din. He ordered us a tow truck, instead of lamenting our luck. Down the street was a good hotel, with a special rate room as well. They would put us up for the night, and serve us breakfast tasty and light, upon his word and at a reduced fee. That lowered the burden for Emily and me. The trooper joined us for breakfast at nine, His friendship was true and fine. He helped us get a rental car, and wished us well as we traveled far. I have come to understand, God helps those forsaken in a foreign land. Thank the Lord, diamonds don't always falsely glitter. And praise Him that some things that don't glitter are still gold. |