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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)
6 comments:
I love that line "Sometimes God just puts posts in my lap".
Luckily nobody was hurt. I'm sure as soon as your daughter arrived you gave her a big hug too!
That's not the kind of adrenaline rush you needed, but I'm glad you were close by to check on those kids. And glad yours was not involved! :)
This is so true, Kim! Life is so precious. Thankfully, that story had a happy ending but we actually never know what each day might have in store for us, so it's only right to thank God for every day, hour, minute we and members of our family have on this earth to enjoy with us.
Have a great day :-)
Kim, I'm so glad that your daughter was safe and not in that area as she should have been at the time. God's angels does protect our children.
I think that God must be putting posts on my laps too every day because I never know what I'm going to blog about most of the time, until I actually sit at the keyboard. Then there's a realization that I haven't anything to talk about and a few second of " maybe, I'll skip it tonight" but like magic, the things that has touched me during the course of the day comes to the surface and painfully I type with my two fingers what is important to me. I seem to work good under pressure and push aside the trivial things that would hold me back. I don't know if I make sense to you. Have a great day and God bless. JB
oh me too Kim!
It always reminds me of the old Amy Grant song, "Angels watching Over Me", only God knows how many times He has rescued us!
Loved this!
Kim, glad they were ok too. It's so scary to see an accident or come up on one--no matter who it is. You are a deep feeler--you care. I am sure you helped to calm them even if they didn't really show it. Poor kids.
Amy
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