His Eye Is On The Sparrow…

It turned out to be a strange drive to work.

Earlier this week, I was making my usual drive to Houston’s Hobby airport to catch a flight. I was only few blocks from the airport when a car next to me started honking its horn.

I looked around and the driver was frantically motioning for me to roll down my window. When I did, he urgently said that I had a problem with my right front tire and that I needed to pull over.

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