Tonight my son ran out into the street in front of our house. This street has VERY busy traffic, and it was already dark. I had the front door open with a baby gate up because it was hot in my house and we do not have a screen door. My son pulled on the top right side of the gate just enough to sneak out quietly without the gate looking tampered with, I was on the phone, on my computer and burping my 2 month old, and my husband was playing with my brother while my daughter was with my sister in law.
It didn't take us too long to all ask where he was, my husband was about to get him ready for bed. I quickly ran outside not seeing him, he wasn't coming when I called so I ran back in to see if anyone else found him. I ran back outside to find three neighbors on the left telling me with a heavy accent "the baby is over there", so I ran to my right about 4 houses down to a women who had my son in her arms in a blanket.
I was crying as I hugged this woman and my son thanking her and the Lord. I took him from her and sat down with him crying while my husband came behind me. This women and her husband where in their car that they had to stop to not hit him, they got out and went to the closest neighbor who also came out of her house not knowing who my son was... they called the cops because they did not know who he belonged to!
So I am sitting there praising God for my son while my husband explains this all to the cops! Our God is good is He not?! A child, not even two, in the dark, on a busy street... and NO ONE hit him!!!! PRAISE BE TO GOD!!!! THANK YOU LORD FOR WATCHING OUT FOR MY BABY!