They spun a couple of times and somehow managed to go under a cable that divides the outer road from the interstate; it scraped the whole length of his car. They went through the grass and into the right lane of the interstate, thankfully nothing was coming, before he was able to get control and pull the car over to the shoulder. Thank God, my son nor his friend were injured.
That something he saw in the middle of the road turned out to be a dishwasher that had apparently fell off of someone's truck.
I pray everyday that God will protect my child and direct his steps. That morning I remember specifically praying that God would protect him as he was driving. God proved to me that he hears my prayers.
Here's the thing, just the day before I got some unpleasant news about a very dear family member. We've been praying for a miracle for so long and things just aren't going the way we wish they would. All around me it seems like people are sick, dying or just generally having a hard way to go. I remember hanging up the phone and just crying. I felt so helpless and I was telling my husband I didn't feel like my prayers were doing any good. I was feeling like all those prayers were just bouncing off the ceiling.
The very next day God proved to me that He definitely hears me. He protected my child. This accident could have ended so badly.
My son's friend told me he remembers the car starting to tilt like it was going to flip and then just suddenly set right back down. My son told me he was trying so hard to get control and when he saw they were headed for the interstate, he just all of the sudden had control. I told them that God had his hand on them and they both agreed with me. That's the only explanation I need.
When my son called me to tell me they had had an accident my mind stop accepting information after he said, "we had and accident." He was trying to tell me where they were and all I heard was that they were on the outer road. I quickly gave the phone to his father so that I could get dressed. Once we got to where we thought they were and I realized they were actually on the shoulder of the interstate I almost threw up. Images of what could have happened started flooding my mind and I was just overwhelmed with gratitude to God for keeping His hand over my child and his friend.
I don't know why this had to happen. I don't understand why it had to be my son that would come upon a dishwasher in the middle of the road on a dark night. I don't know why bad things happen to good people. I've decided, for now, to stop asking why.
All I am going to do right now is continue to trust God and thank Him for his mercy and His grace and trust in His wisdom. God may not always answer our prayers the way we want Him to but He has a plan and we just have to trust in that.
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