God Heard Our Mama Pray

Summer 1967 None of us ready for heaven We headed down that old highway A fun road trip, a summer day Little sis, eight-year-old me Played in the back contentedly Our teenage sibs in the middle seat Up front our parents sang songs so sweet Heading toward the Salton Sea Pulling a blue trailer, dad built in '63 The long road toward our destination, A yearly trip was without hesitation Loved by all, but bittersweet No AC through Death Valley's heat When suddenly an awful jolt shook us of revery A pick-up truck pulling a boat, sped past us speedily His boat had clipped our trailer's side That summer day we almost died The trailer swayed to left, then right We children all screaming in fright For all of us were terrified We'd go over the canyon side To correct the veering car's jack-knife Dad fought hard to save our lives He fought to break the hitch that held That death trap from us, but the weld Was strong and held the hitch in place Horror glared on every face Across both lanes, and violently That trailer rocked so angrily If our car went off that cliff We'd surely die, there was no if My tiny three-year-old sister tossed back and forth, almost a blur Her big blue eyes were wide in fear Like all of us, felt death was near I still remember the grating sound As the car's front side dipped down Mother's scream, I hear today "Dear God! Don't let us die this way!" There is no question, not a doubt God heard her, and He pulled us out When all seemed lost, and sealed, our fate We were of sudden driving straight Not one of us forgot that day That God above heard mama pray We all know, there's not a question God saved us through His Intervention