This is a true story that might be considered devine intervention. About 30 years ago I was driving to visit my dad in Webster Groves, Missouri. I got caught at a train crossing and had to wait in line for the train to pass and the barriers to raise. It was a long wait and it was hot and boring, so I jammed with the radio and studied the surrounding area.
Suddenly, I noticed a bouquet of flowers about ten feet from the car sitting on the ground. I was stunned because I had just been looking there and they were not there. The more I looked at them the more I wanted them. I decided I would jump out, grab them, and jump right back in, no big deal.
Only thing is, when I went to open my door, it would not open. I checked the lock. I looked to see if something was jammed. Nothing. I tried several times and the weird thing is I didn't panic and have a cow like I normally would if I felt trapped in my car.
I sat there and looked at the bouquet -- and it suddenly hit me. There was something strange about them. It's hard to explain, but they were unlike any flowers I had ever seen, and they just looked odd in their colors and shape. I had the sudden thought out of the blue that they were a trap or maybe bait, like a worm on a hook.
The remaining time I sat there, I just stared at them and got more and more frightened. When we were finally able to move on and cross the tracks, I went two blocks to my dad's house and the door opened normally. I decided before I went in I would drive by that spot again and look at the flowers and see if that feeling of fear came again.
It took me less than two minutes to go back and they were gone. I know someone could have taken them, but I know in my heart they didn't. What I still think about to this day is what would have happened if I had gotton out of my car to retrieve those odd flowers?
