Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Living through accidents

Note: The blog entry below was written before I began writing this blog, and was once posted on Facebook.  Brad and I have been through so many car-related troubles, and this is just one way that God has chosen to bless us through awful circumstances. Please note that this took place while Brad was in grad school, and I had recently begun a position as a secretary at a realty company. Money was tight, though the recession had not hit us hard just yet. It was barely 2009, just six months into our marriage.

For the living to tell about it part, I am incredibly thankful.

So, last week, Brad got rear-ended when he was driving my cute little black Nissan. (You can read more about that car's destiny here. And about how God blessed us through it, here.) Minor, just needed to be taken to a repair shop to get an estimate. Insurance will cover it. No big deal.

On Friday, as in the 30th of January, Brad came down to my office to pick up my car and take it to the dealership to get an estimate. he was driving our new red Chevy (2001 Cavalier), and left it in the parking lot for me while he took my car to get the estimate. the dealership evidently doesn't do that kind of estimate at the location Brad went to, so Brad called me for directions to the other dealership. easy, since I have a computer in front of me all day.

About 15 minutes later, he called, lost, needing help to find the dealership. he had just gone too far, and needed to turn around. (which he did while talking to me on the phone...) as he was pulling his u-turn on a relatively quiet country road, he just didn't look to see the semi coming down the road, and pulled out - an absolutely terrifying experience of glass breaking, metal crunching, and then silence on my end.

I was shocked, and so grateful to hear his voice when he called back 5 minutes later to tell me that he was okay, he had been hit, the car was wrecked, and he had called 911. He was sobbing - way more than disconcerting!

I hopped in the car with my manager, and she drove me all the way to where he was. On the way, I called my pastor (who started praying immediately and put us on the prayer chain), my parents, and the other branch of the office where I worked to let them know what was going on.

When I got there, he seemed okay.I  am so grateful for his life.

So grateful. I can't even explain how thankful I am for him. (tears - just a second - I'll be back.)

I'm back. Evidently the damage is fixable (post script: it was fixable, and the insurance money provided groceries for us for a few months. Just one way God chose to bless us through pain). We shall see. at this point, I'm thankful for insurance.

There are so many reasons for me to live a grateful life, and this is hopefully the only attention-arresting moment we'll ever have to endure. It has been a tough two months - with Brad's Saturn dying, having to buy another car, getting rear-ended, and now this. We're not sure how we'll make it, but we know that God will provide for all our needs. He has kept us safe, and we are incredibly thankful to Him - for life, for each other, for safety, and for our family and friends. We love you!

1 comment:

Teamfuest said...

Oh wow, how scary! I am so glad he was ok and that you both got through it. While I'm sure you would never wish for an experience like that again, I imagine it has definitely shaped your perspective on things in ways others don't understand.