
I know I've been absent from the blogging world for a few days, but things have been crazy around here. I was typing up a post Friday night when we got a phone call that my brother had had a car accident. It was his girlfriend's mom who was calling, and she said she thought everybody was okay. It happened just a mile or two from here, down a back country road. Cody and his girlfriend had been going to pick up her brother where he works, and they took the long way back. He was on Mom's car, because his is being worked on. He was going a little too fast (not legally speeding, but too fast for the curvy road) around a curve, coming down a hill, and he hit a ditch. The police officer said that car rolled between three and six times, and it's completely torn up. So everything was frantic and chaotic here Friday night. I was left here to pace the floor, answer the phone, which was ringing off the hook because news travels fast around here, and sit by the window waiting for some news. It's such a sickening feeling when you see the policeman fly up the road with his lights flashing and to hear the sirens and know where they're going. But even in those scary moments, I knew God was with me, and random reasons to thank Him kept coming to my mind. I was so upset that it was Mom's car that was total lossed instead of Cody's, because it wasn't her fault and she needs a car more than he does. But if had been on his car, the accident probably would have been worse. And of course there's the miracle that all three of them survived without any major injuries. It was a serious wreck. Cody hurt his shoulder, his girlfriend broke her nose and got bruised and scratched up, and her brother was pretty much fine. One of those strange things that can't be a coincidence happened yesterday when we went to where the wreck had happened. Mom wanted to get anything that had flew out of her car, and there was a little silver plastic coin that someone had been passing out at a store one day several months ago. On one side it has a Bible verse. Yesterday Mom found it lying in the dirt at the wreck site, and the other side, which was facing up, said "Where will you spend eternity?" I know that God has some purpose for allowing this terrible thing (that could have been so much worse) to happen now.
Apparently I craft well under stress, because I have been sewing like a lunatic this weekend (and Friday), working on Christmas presents. This is what I've done so far:
Until next time,
Kristin (missvintagegirl)
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ReplyDeleteSo sorry to hear about the accident. But glad everyone will be ok!
ReplyDeleteYour Christmas gifts are wonderful. I have to try making the crayon rolls some time. I know my little ones would love them.
I LOVE the pincushion! It's so cute! Is the felt expensive? I've been wanting to try needle felting.
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