Continuing to live your life through God’s grace
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Sometimes you have an “aha” moment that leaves you just a little speechless. If you know me, speechless isn’t often one of the qualities I use to describe myself. But this particular event left me not only speechless, but reflective.
Sometimes you have days where you question your faith. Other days we just wander through life not really questioning anything at all, merely going with the flow.
Maybe that includes making choices that aren’t exactly in keeping with our own moral code. Maybe it’s letting the attitude slide in that carries just a little negative edge or less than generous thoughts about others. I’ve been in all of those places more frequently than I care to admit. Selfishly absorbed in my own little bubble, devil may care and who needs this after all.
We were traveling home from a thoroughly enjoyable day at our Mia’s pool, myself and the munchkins, when I decided to stop for some fresh sweet corn to go with supper later. Traffic, as it is this time of year was heavy, but not yet unbearable. But in that split second after I placed on my turn signal to cross the highway our lives were nearly changed irreversibly.
What I and my boys saw when I glanced up was an 18-wheeler coming up behind us, easily 60 mph, with no intention of stopping or slowing. With a breath and a prayer I was able to maneuver across a lane and a half and slide into the parking lot of the produce stand. He missed us by inches.
My oldest climbed out, “I have got to get out of the car Mom,” he said, his little brother right behind him. I was still gripping the steering wheel, literally as if our life depended on it, and the littlest still sound asleep in her car seat.
There were no words at that moment, but “Thank you, God. Thank you.” My relief was palpable that we had avoided what could have been a fatal collision. My boys came and let me hold them tight. At that mo- ment I had a sense of security and extreme thankfulness.
The boys must’ve been a little more shook up than even they let on because still later in the day I overheard them discussing how glad they were to have each other and that they were going to be nicer to each other. Even at 7 and 12 they realized something most of us go through life blissfully ignorant of, life is short and life is precious. And these family members who sometimes get on our nerves and get less than our best selves are a gift. A blessing.
I’m thankful today. Thankful for second chances and protection. Thankful for teachable moments and the opportunity to have more teachable moments. Thankful for these precious children that God saw fit to make me (me!) a mother to even though many days I feel less than qualified. That night, my husband held us a little closer. I know he was grateful, too.
We don’t have the option to go through life free from care or worries, and I don’t believe in a God who magically protects us from all harm, but I do know that we are guarded in His will. Go with grace.