I totaled out my Chrysler Sebring last week while driving home. In fact, the accident occurred when I was one block from home. The passenger side impact into my vehicle by another as I proceeded through an intersection demolished my car and caused minor back and leg injuries to me.
I never saw the other guy coming. In a split second, I was covered with glass and unable to move. The pain was excruciating. One block from home, yet so far away.
I crawled out of my car in agony and tried to stand. For a moment, I wondered what injuries I had sustained. I thought of my son, Jarod first. I have to be OK, he needs me. I limped around as a crowd gathered, and soon began to walk about. The pain is slowly fading almost a week later, but the memory remains.
I was so close to home, yet, in one second, everything appeared to be in ruin. As I reflect on this, it reminds me of how close we often get to home and how at times something blocks our way. The value of home is then drawn into sharp focus.
Heaven is our final home, and life is full of wreckage on the road to it. Disaster often comes out of nowhere, and compels us to redefining our values once again. One second before the accident I was thinking about all the things I had to do before I went to bed that night. One second after, I just wanted to kiss and hold my son and wife. What is really important in this life was defined once again. Thank you, Jesus.
Just when you think you have an open highway to heaven, accidents will occur. That is when our faith needs to be strongest, and we need to sharpen our focus on that blessed road. Nothing can keep us from going home, when we truly believe.
I never saw the other guy coming. In a split second, I was covered with glass and unable to move. The pain was excruciating. One block from home, yet so far away.
I crawled out of my car in agony and tried to stand. For a moment, I wondered what injuries I had sustained. I thought of my son, Jarod first. I have to be OK, he needs me. I limped around as a crowd gathered, and soon began to walk about. The pain is slowly fading almost a week later, but the memory remains.
I was so close to home, yet, in one second, everything appeared to be in ruin. As I reflect on this, it reminds me of how close we often get to home and how at times something blocks our way. The value of home is then drawn into sharp focus.
Heaven is our final home, and life is full of wreckage on the road to it. Disaster often comes out of nowhere, and compels us to redefining our values once again. One second before the accident I was thinking about all the things I had to do before I went to bed that night. One second after, I just wanted to kiss and hold my son and wife. What is really important in this life was defined once again. Thank you, Jesus.
Just when you think you have an open highway to heaven, accidents will occur. That is when our faith needs to be strongest, and we need to sharpen our focus on that blessed road. Nothing can keep us from going home, when we truly believe.
2 comments:
Kevin,
First let me say I thank God you ok. All blessings and his Glory was protecting you. It was your time. And besides the good Lord is not done with you yet. And I can not image how you felt knowing within your heart you had to be there for you son Jarod. And I know Kristen, bless her heart too. Was upset and hoping and praying that you be ok. And yes, God tests us as well. And from it he gives strengthing us. It reminds me of a saying, "what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger." I recall this from my mother. Despite, her health problems dying twice herself and through God's grace and prayer. The good let her know it wasn't her time. Alot times things happen for reason and that very may be to reconnect our families and take a hold of us as you said similar. And hug and kiss the ones we LOVE and spend more time with them and be thankful that God has gives us the love of a child. The Collier family is a blessing.
Psalm 119:105
I'm thankful to God you are okay. Bless you.
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