We arrived home from Florida Tuesday evening after taking my oldest for his first year of college. I must admit that it was different walking into the house the first time without him. It has been an adjustment for all of us. My youngest son particularly is having a hard time with his big brother being gone. It is new for all of us.
Yesterday I was on my way taking my youngest son to a dentist appointment here in town when we got rear-ended by a huge dump truck. I was looking in the rear view mirror of the little Ford escort that I was driving and could see the grill of the truck quickly coming towards me, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Interesting feeling!
Praise God my son and I were uninjured. I have short legs and have to sit pretty close to the steering wheel, so I praise God that the air bag didn't go off or I probably would have been severely hurt. I just am having pain in my neck, and pray that will soon go away.
If anything I have learned over the past six months with my husband's ski accident and now my car accident is that we don't always know the 'why' when things happen to us. But we rely on the truth that we serve a God that we can trust, even when things seem difficult. So I continue to cling to that truth.