Lord Jesus Christ Suffers Minor Injuries

Late last week, there was a mishap in Massachusetts with holy implications. Patrick Johnson in The Republic reports:

A 20-year-old Pittsfield driver was cited by police Tuesday after she ran down Lord Jesus Christ in a marked crosswalk at Main Street and Strong Avenue, police said.Brittany E. Cantarella was cited for a crosswalk violation, said Northampton police Capt. Scott Savino.

Christ, 50, of Belchertown, was taken to Cooley Dickinson Hospital for treatment of minor injuries following the 3:30 p.m. accident. He was treated at the hospital and then released.

Cantarella was making a left turn from Strong Avenue onto Main Street when her car, a 2005 Chevrolet Monte Carlo, struck Christ.

Christ was in a marked crosswalk at the time of the accident, Savino said.

Savino said officers checked Christ’s identification at the scene and confirmed it was his legal name.

This isn’t the first time this has happened. It brings to mind the KtB story, My Skyhawk Guardian Angel by Toby Van Buren.

I got out of the car, noticed the hood had been smashed in. To get the car running again, I had to pull out the radiator a little. One headlight gone, and there was a definite impact shape on the car’s hood. I had hit something, but how strange the impact — not at all what one might expect had I hit something, or had something hit me, some heavy object, perhaps, falling onto the hood?  But what?

I asked around. “Any of you seen or heard about an accident around here?” Nothing. I even called the police, and they hadn’t heard about any accident. I had to have hit something, or someone — maybe an animal? Perish the thought — I felt horrified at the prospect. Then the thought came to me: the supernatural! How else could I explain it? Especially the “ethereal” experience I’d had, the “angel.” I became convinced that The Lord Jesus Christ made that imprint on the hood of my car (HE could even have driven my car the rest of the way, like “Footprints in the Sand” — or tire treads on the pavement). Had He done this, through my eyes that I myself could not see out of?

A good reminder to watch the speed limit, and dig around the KtB reliquary for stories as good today as the day they were were published. Read the rest of Toby’s story here.