A couple of years ago, our family took a trip to Colorado from Kentucky for Christmas, to visit my mother. Steve had to work until Christmas Eve, so I packed up the kids and headed out west a week before. Just past Topeka, KS, the weather turned nasty. Freezing rain and snow, and cars in the median and off the side of the road. Just before Salina, a tractor-trailer jack-knifed in front of us and flew off the side of the road, about a hundred feet in front of the Saline River. It was pretty scary. We couldn't really stop, the roads were so slick, that by the time I could pull over to a stop it would have been far too dangerous to try to walk back to the scene. My son called 911 and alerted them to the accident. I'm sure they were pretty busy that day.
A few miles down the road, we were traveling at about 30mph, I hit a slick spot and felt the back end of the Suburban break loose. I over-corrected and we spun into a 360, landing in the ditch. Apparently, when we spun, I said, “Well, here we go!” in a rather calm voice. I don't remember, but the kids thought it was hilarious. I just remember recognizing that I had lost control, and our only hope was in God's protection. And He protected us. Despite the weather, the interstate had its normal amount of traffic. There were as many cars and trucks on the road that day as I had seen in mid July. In that particular spot, in that particular time, there wasn't another vehicle anywhere near us. We had miraculously spun out in an empty pocket. God had placed His hand over us. We called AAA and a very happy tow truck operator pulled us out (I'll bet he had a great Christmas!) and we headed off to Grandma's house. Five miles on, the sun was out and the roads were dry the rest of the way!
For the last several months, we've been preparing for our trip to Riverton, to begin building a cabin on the property. Because we've never built anything of
consequence before, we've been going slow, seeking advice of those who have, and researching everything from plumbing systems to roofs. We've taken it slow, being in unfamiliar surroundings, and not really sure of ourselves. Over the last week, things have really ratcheted up. We'll be leaving next week to stack logs and put on a roof. Praying that we can get everything done while we
are out there. I've been on the phone with contractors and emailing friends and
relatives and churches. Checking to see if the company pouring our foundation
can get it done before the logs arrive, then realizing we need anchor bolts in the
concrete, email the log company, “where do the anchor bolts go?” I have a
whole new respect for general contractors. Who says men can't multi-task?
Right now I feel like there are too many details (which I don't do well) and that things are spinning out of control. But God reminded me about that Christmas trip, and I know that He will handle what I can't. I can say “Well, here we go!” with the confidence that the Creator of the universe has it all under control. And that gives me peace.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God that
transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7
A few miles down the road, we were traveling at about 30mph, I hit a slick spot and felt the back end of the Suburban break loose. I over-corrected and we spun into a 360, landing in the ditch. Apparently, when we spun, I said, “Well, here we go!” in a rather calm voice. I don't remember, but the kids thought it was hilarious. I just remember recognizing that I had lost control, and our only hope was in God's protection. And He protected us. Despite the weather, the interstate had its normal amount of traffic. There were as many cars and trucks on the road that day as I had seen in mid July. In that particular spot, in that particular time, there wasn't another vehicle anywhere near us. We had miraculously spun out in an empty pocket. God had placed His hand over us. We called AAA and a very happy tow truck operator pulled us out (I'll bet he had a great Christmas!) and we headed off to Grandma's house. Five miles on, the sun was out and the roads were dry the rest of the way!
For the last several months, we've been preparing for our trip to Riverton, to begin building a cabin on the property. Because we've never built anything of
consequence before, we've been going slow, seeking advice of those who have, and researching everything from plumbing systems to roofs. We've taken it slow, being in unfamiliar surroundings, and not really sure of ourselves. Over the last week, things have really ratcheted up. We'll be leaving next week to stack logs and put on a roof. Praying that we can get everything done while we
are out there. I've been on the phone with contractors and emailing friends and
relatives and churches. Checking to see if the company pouring our foundation
can get it done before the logs arrive, then realizing we need anchor bolts in the
concrete, email the log company, “where do the anchor bolts go?” I have a
whole new respect for general contractors. Who says men can't multi-task?
Right now I feel like there are too many details (which I don't do well) and that things are spinning out of control. But God reminded me about that Christmas trip, and I know that He will handle what I can't. I can say “Well, here we go!” with the confidence that the Creator of the universe has it all under control. And that gives me peace.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God that
transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7
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