My brush with death, or at least a bad crash

On my way to work tonight I truly was only feet away from getting hit by another car. As I was going East on the I-10 I saw a car make a HUGE swerve into my lane. He was about 2 car lengths ahead of me. I looked to my right to see what he swerved for. It was a huge piece of metal the width of an entire lane. Looked like a fender from a big truck. As I looked back to my lane the car in front of me came to a sudden stop to avoid being hit by the swerving car. The car that swerved lost control and spun around. As it came around I was now even with it and it was still turning and right into my car. I quickly (and without looking to the lane next to me) swerved to my left to avoid getting hit by the car. Thank goodness there were no cars near me to my left. The other car I believe finally came to a stop, and was facing the oncoming traffic. I prayed that the driver would be safe, and then I started bawling, realizing just how close I had been to getting hit by a very fast moving out of control car. I thanked Heavenly Father for keeping me and our car safe, thankful for Nate's prayer before I left that I would be safe while travelling. It took me a bit to get myself under control so that I didn't look a mess going in to work. I called Nate later to let him know that his prayer was answered. I've been in fender-benders before, but this would have been severe.
After this I was thankful that, even though Nate messed up his knee and can't work for a few months, he is not maimed or unable to continue to be our provider in the future. Kind of put our situation in perspective.