January 23, 2010

BIG...OUCHIE....papaw

so my dad had a wreck on thursday.
a girl pulled out in front of him and he t-boned her (only fair i guess)
he cracked his sternum and is in A LOT of pain.
i had to help him lay down in his bed tonight, it wasn't pretty.
we are blessed.
his little truck is totaled.
RIP 1996 electric blue ford ranger, you were good to him.
my mom and dad always ride to school together, well almost always.
thursday they did not.
she had to work a ball game @ her school so they drove separate. 
my mom doesn't wear her seat belt.
needless to say, she does now.
why wasn't my mom in the truck with him that day?
why wasn't she in the ER on a stretcher herself?
why did my dad only have a cracked sternum from a totaled truck?
b/c God is good, that's why.
his love and provision leave me speechless.
i am so undeserving.
aren't we all?
on our way home from sam bo's b-day party today, harper says out of the blue...
big...ouchie...papaw.  he pulls up his shirt to show where papaw's ouchie is.

1 comment:

  1. that is so scary...i had no idea.

    prayers. and praise to God!

    i love you cousin. and Uncle Arnold!

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