Shortly after I got my driver’s license I was driving too close to the middle of a narrow road and I sideswiped another car. The crash tore the front fender, two doors, and the rear fender from my dad’s car. After I found out everyone was okay, I stood in the ditch and prayed, “Dear God, I pray this didn’t happen.” I opened my eyes and saw that the car was still wrecked, so I closed my eyes, squinted real hard, and prayed again, “Dear God, it didn’t happen.” Then I opened my eyes, but it happened anyway.

Jay Kesler, Raising Responsible Kids, Wolgemuth & Hyatt, 1991, p. 75