Saturday
I had an accident. I was distracted looking down at a GPS in a curve, looked up
and saw I was running off the road into a mud hole. I overcorrected, slid
across the road and into some trees. The airbag deployed, but, unusual for me,
I had failed to buckle my seatbelt. I evidently slid around the bag and into
the windshield. The van was totaled. I have a broken left forefinger, a neck
brace, a bloody face, forehead and scalp, and am sore all over my body. I was
in the ER twelve hours, and missed the Iron Bowl. But now I am at home typing
this on Monday Morning (December 2nd).
Some
would say that I was lucky or fortunate that it was no worse. With a little
more force it could have been fatal. But I was not lucky. I was surrounded. “The
angel of the Lord encamps all around them that fear Him, and delivers them.”
(Psalm 34:7) I have spoken often of our need to look for God’s hand in
everything that happens. So I am praising God that it wasn’t any worse, and I know
His hand was in that. I am praising God that no oncoming vehicle was in the
other lane on a busy road, and God’s hand was in that. So I am grateful to God
for life, for medical care and for healing.
Lastly,
my stupidity proves once again the danger of distracted driving.
Grace and
Peace
Glad to hear you're ok. I know God has had His angels protect me many times. That's the only way I could have survived all the times I used to foolishly text while driving.
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