Truly Thankful
January 21, 2022
Truly Thankful
(Note: This post was written December 11, 2021 while I was in whomever-banned-my-computer-operating-system-from-the-internet limbo.)
I am thankful for grace today.
Louis was at a standstill in interstate traffic yesterday waiting to turn off on our exit and glanced up in his rearview mirror to see a white car racing toward him without slowing down. He twisted the wheel to avoid hitting the cars in front of him and accelerated to lessen the impact – and our car is still crushed so bad the back doesn’t exist anymore. All of the doors were so damaged he had to climb out the window and even his driver’s seat is broken. No airbags deployed though, our $5,000 worth of rebuilt engine we did four months ago is still in great condition. Car starts, engine runs, no fluid leaks, but without a working rear axle, that sweet engine is meaningless.
I’m just happy Louis looked up and turned the wheel. Without it, he would have been crushed between the stopped cars in front of him and the vehicle that hadn’t noticed everyone else was stopped.
Thank you, Jesus, for his being alert.
I am beyond-words thankful that my husband is still alive.
I picked him up at the gas station while he was on the phone with the insurance. She said after listening to his description of the crash, “I’m so glad you are here and able to talk to me now.” He said he thought he was going to die but refused to just sit there and watch the car kill him without trying to do something.
Sometimes life flashes before your eyes. It was December 10, 2021 – my Daddy died on that day three years ago. Three years ago in the middle of work my mom called and I left to meet her at the hospital, but my Daddy was already gone. Without his being alert, December 10th could have been also the day I lost Louis. That thought was bizarre.
Logically, since he had called and said he was okay, would be busy calling 911 for the lady behind him, and would later need me to pick him up, I told my boss he was in an accident and I’d need to leave to pick him up. Christina was almost at the gym. Plan was she could cover for me.
I tend to look at things logically. Cars and things can be replaced but people cannot. I could be mad about it, but that doesn’t do any good. Instead, I’ll choose to look at the positive. We’re here. Louis is still doing life with us. We have a temporary fix to our down to two cars with five people working issue. And Monday we move…
Thank you, Jesus, for deciding December 10, 2021 wasn’t Louis’ time to go home.
Thank you for reading,
Type at you next time!
~Nancy Tart
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