The other day, my son-in-law, Everett, was in a car accident. He is OK, just bruised, thanks to God, seat belts, and air bags. What happened was, he was on his way to work around 5:30 AM, and a deer ran out of the field and bumped into his car. He swerved, hit a ditch, and flipped the car over at least 3 times. Our daughter, who is an emergency dispatcher in our county was on duty that morning, and because they have the scanner on to catch all emergency dispatches in the local adjoining counties, heard the call go out for an auto accident involving a rollover. Knowing that her husband took that route to work, and would be there at about that time, she called him on his cell phone. "I just wanted to make sure that wasn't you in the rollover accident", she said. "Well, it was," he said. "But I'm OK."
Adrianne, our daughter, called us around 5:45 because her dad was her relief that day. She asked him if he could come in a little early, and explained why. She was remarkably calm while exlaining that Everett was being taken to the hospital in our town, and she wanted to meet him there. Of course her dad flew into the shower and was at work 2 hours early in a remarkably short period of time - one of the perks of having your dad as your boss. The other perk of where she works is that their children stay at our house on those nights so they don't need to be awakened at the crack of dawn and driven to our house to be cared for until Mom gets out of work.
And he was OK. He was bruised, the car is most likely totalled, he was stiff and sore the rest of that day, and probably still is. He went to work the next day - using our daughter's car, and stranding her at home all day with 2 children under age two.
So, thanks first to God, for keeping an eye on Everett, on the seat belt he was wearing, and the side airbag that deployed and kept him from receiving a head injury.
Adrianne, our daughter, called us around 5:45 because her dad was her relief that day. She asked him if he could come in a little early, and explained why. She was remarkably calm while exlaining that Everett was being taken to the hospital in our town, and she wanted to meet him there. Of course her dad flew into the shower and was at work 2 hours early in a remarkably short period of time - one of the perks of having your dad as your boss. The other perk of where she works is that their children stay at our house on those nights so they don't need to be awakened at the crack of dawn and driven to our house to be cared for until Mom gets out of work.
And he was OK. He was bruised, the car is most likely totalled, he was stiff and sore the rest of that day, and probably still is. He went to work the next day - using our daughter's car, and stranding her at home all day with 2 children under age two.
So, thanks first to God, for keeping an eye on Everett, on the seat belt he was wearing, and the side airbag that deployed and kept him from receiving a head injury.
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