Auntie Charo's Soapbox

K57's reporting that the off-duty police officer was driving his own motorcycle which landed him into a ravine sometime last night. He was 34 and was assigned to the Agana Precinct. How many accidents did he have to investigate? How many times did he have to drive to the homes of parents of victims to tell them that their son or daughter died at the crash scene? How many times did he have to tell a wife that her husband had died as the result of an accident as he watched the children playing quietly behind her? How many times did the officer pass an accident scene after it's been cleaned up and remembered the accident scene before it was cleaned up, body parts strewn all over the place? Was it raining last night? Were the street lights working where the victim was riding his bike? Did the man have problems with the bike and lose control of it? What caused the road to win his soul?
I had a doctor's appointment yesterday and as I strapped myself into the seat, I wondered if I was going to survive the trip to upper Harmon. I noticed several poles with crosses and faded flowers that marked places where people had died, reminders that I survived that pole once more.
My thoughts and prayers are with the family of the man who lost his life last night, as it was with the two others last week and the one who is fighting for his life at ICU at GMH. Our roads are roads...just that...they can be safe if the drivers are safe drivers, they are unsafe when drivers are distracted or when 'things' happen to cause accidents, perhaps the very reason we call them 'accidents'...and we will ever know for whom the bells toll and for that very reason, perhaps it's best to be prepared.....to have our souls prepared for that time when it's called.
The next time you buckle up that seat belt, ask the Lord to come along for the ride.....that way, if the road calls for a soul and it yours, the Lord will already be there to take you the rest of the way Home!