Went and Got Myself Hit, Oh Yes I Did

Don't worry, it wasn't bad at all, but, I'd really prefer to NOT have a trailer hitch hole punched right through my front bumper. Perfect square. Pop! Right through it. How did I manage this you ask? Well, actually, I was sitting perfectly still. There were two cars ahead of me and we were all waiting to turn onto a highway when for whatever knucle-headed reason the first guy decides to start backing up, which made the lady in front of me start backing up. You see where this is going, don't you?



I saw it happening, but just didn't have time to react other than to lay on my horn, which did no good.



Ah well, such is life, right? You know, I've been doing some pondering about my less-than-stellar days lately and I have to confess, in the grand scheme of things I truly THANK my Lord and Savior for every bit of it. Shocked? Well, let me tell you why I'm thankful for an overflowing potty and a truck backing into me...



We have a 32-year-old friend who, without a miracle healing, will soon leave behind her two young children, husband, parents, siblings, and friends all because of a trip to her doctor back in June for an upset stomach that turned out to be Stage IV melanoma cancer.



Another homeschooling mother from the Five In A Row boards recently stopped all treatments for the breast cancer she was diagnosed with back in the spring. She also has two children.



Remember our friends who had the triplett boys? Their paternal grandmother, who is not even out of her 50's yet, was just dianosed with lymphoma and the doctors are unable to operate.



Because there once was a man named Job who was having a really, REALLY bad day. Within the span of one day he lost all his oxen and donkeys to the Sabeans who also, by the way, killed all but one of his servants who were with these animals.



WHILE HE (the one lone servant) WAS STILL SPEAKING, another messenger came to Job and told him that fire fell from the sky and burned up all his sheep and THOSE servants, except for this one messenger!



WHILE HE WAS STILL SPEAKING, another messenger came and told him that the Chaldeans came and carried off all Job's camels and killed all of THOSE servants, except, of course, for this one lucky messenger.



WHILE HE WAS STILL SPEAKING, of all things, here comes another messenger telling Job that all of his sons and daughters were killed when a freak wind came while they were all in the same house and knocked down all the walls on top of them!



All of this... losing all of his oxen, donkeys, sheep, camels, servants, and his children... all in ONE DAY! And do you know what Job said?



"The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised". In all this, Job did not sin by charging God with wrongdoing.



Whoa. I love my Lord and my Savior with all my heart and I know that He alone holds our future in His hands. But there have been a couple of times where I have, GASP, felt mad at God and even gave up believing He would actually come to my rescue or help me out with something that only He could fix.



But when I step back and look at the big picture, you know what? I have no reason at all to complain. God has been very, very good to me and I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that if Job can survive all that he did that I can make it past a little water. If Jesus can be beaten and hung on a cross just for ME, then a little hole in my bumper is the least of my worries.



What if it were *me* who were diagnosed with inoperable cancer tomorrow? What legacy would I leave my children? What would my husband always remember about me? Now THAT is something worth devoting some of my time and energy to.