It is Thankful Thursday. Sometimes God just puts
posts in my lap.
My daughter has been working at school when she
gets out of class for one of her teachers. She text-ed
me to tell me she was on her way home. I have that
Mom's sixth sense about how long it takes to get from
school to home.
I knew it was about time for her to come in the driveway.
This used to be a rural area and the road in front of our house
used to be a very nice quiet country road. Then the city came
and we have a freeway in front of the house. There are motorcycles
that someday I know hit 100 miles a hour.
I was sitting looking out the window when I hear the sliding of wheels
on blacktop, I hear the sound of brakes, I hear the sound of a crash.
All I can think of that someone has hit my daughter turning
in the driveway.
I jump up and start running across the yard to the road, but I can't see what it
is for all of the dust in the air. By the time I get to the road the dust has
cleared and I run across the street and there is a young boy getting
out of the truck. I run up to him and ask him if he is okay, and he said
he is and then I look in the truck to see his sister sitting beside him
in the passenger seat and I ask her if she is okay and she is just
very mad at her brother.
I ask if there is anything I can do and they tell me no that they live down the
street. Their truck is still drivable so they are going to drive it home.
I was so, so very thankful they were okay, now walking back across the
yard my legs were shaking and I felt like I wanted to fall down. I wanted
to hug them but the young man was being brave and I could hear the Mom
on the other end of the phone talking very loudly. I imagine scared as I would be.
So that is my simple Thursday post. I am thankful to God who protects our
children, who keeps them safe and who is so faithful all of the time.
Have a Happy Thursday!
Oh, that men would give thanks to the Lord for His goodness, for His wonderful works to the children of men!(Psalm. 107:6)