weirdness and grace
Wednesday, October 28, 2009 at 09:29PM I'm not really in the mood to blog b/c behind me is a horrid mess of a house, but I've been neglecting the blog for far too long and decided it really is time to put a stop to it. At least for now. I've learned not to promise anything past today.
I hinted earlier at this month being kind of a weird one. I don't even know how much to share b/c if I went into the whole story you would miss a meal trying to read the whole thing. It started a few weeks ago w/ looking at a house (out of curiosity and b/c I needed to kill some time) that is on the market and is more than we can afford. Fast forward to God bringing along the possibility of being able to get it. Fast forward a little more and the door completely shut for us purchasing it the way we thought we would. But to make an extremely long story short- we don't feel like God's done w/ the situation, yet. For a while I was completely absorbed in the process we were in b/c I so badly wanted to see a certain outcome. And b/c we were in such limbo I wasn't even sure what I would have said if I had tried to catch up on here.
Second, Stepan and I were in a car wreck Monday morning of last week. We had left his truck at the church the day before so both of us were in my Yukon XL driving him to work- Stepan driving and me as the passenger. A woman in a full size pickup ran her red light and she t-boned us. She hit us w/ enough force to roll us twice and when we came to rest w/ my truck laying on the passenger side we managed to both walk away from it w/ literally just a few scratches. We've been having to go to the chiropractor quite a bit, but we literally didn't even have a bruise on either of our bodies- just a scratch or 2 from broken glass. It blows my mind to think about how different it really should have been. It all comes down to: my God is so gracious. There really is no other plausible reason for it. When we went to get some things out of my truck at the impound it was so weird. We rolled w/ so much force not just once, but twice, that we sort of bounced so that the roof didn't have a single scratch on it. Sheesh.
So all this to say again: this month has been a weird one for me/us. Here's a few pictures Stepan managed to catch on his phone before they carted off my beloved truck.
