Easter 2012

I've always said 10 seconds can change your life. That is about the time it takes for the brain to register what has been told. Saturday, life changed again, in 10 seconds.

My sister and BIL came down Saturday morning, we all were at Mom's. I had drove up separate to run into church and practice some music for Sunday morning, the guys came up in Robert's car. Robert had to go to work at 5, so he had planned on going home around 2, resting a little and then going to work. He left the house at 2. at 2:15, Andrew's phone rings and it is a number he doesn't know. When Andrew answered, I was sitting close enough, I could hear Robert's voice, "Dad, I just had a wreck". He told us he was fine, but his car was probably totalled.





So, after what took forever to get to where he was, we saw the car, with the back glass out, it looked like he had rolled it, he didn't, thankfully. He was coming down a country road, met a pickup, pulled over to get better on his own side, over corrected and went across the road. A sad day for a little car that just 20 minutes earlier had been beautiful. He only had it 10 months.

After realizing he was going to be okay, I have mourned the car. This was THE car he had wanted, I wish I had pictures of the engine, but it was something I never got around to taking. Everywhere he could trim in red, he had. He had put a lot of time and effort into dolling up this car and seeing it gone was a heartbreak. After the tow truck and the deputy left, he broke down. He said that little car had a lot of good life left in it and he had killed it.

So now begins the aftermath. I am thanking God that he has the same schedule at school as a couple of his friends. One has already volunteered to swing by and pick him up this morning. We are supposed to see about a rental car today and the insurance company figured they would have their details by Thursday. I can't imagine it not being totalled, but it could be it looks worse than it is. So, we wait and see.

Yesterday morning, during Sunrise service, I was playing my flute. Normally, when I play, that is all I concentrate on, playing. Right in the middle of my song, it hit me. I could be sitting beside a hospital bed or planning a funeral this morning. The things Christ did for me on the cross a little over 2000 years ago is incomparable, but the things he did for me over the weekend, holding my baby boy in his arms though a ride that could have changed our all lives forever.....I don't even know how to begin to say Thank You, Lord and Savior.