Yesterday afternoon, my husband took a drive to stop by and visit a friend. As he was going up a hill, he suddenly hit an area covered in black ice. (Black ice is a very thin coating of nearly invisible ice on a road surface.)
All at once, he lost control of the vehicle and veered to the left. At a speed of about 45 miles per hour, he went straight into an embankment. The car then twisted and took a second impact on the passenger side.
It wasn’t until today, when we went to visit the site of the accident to look for some lost items, that I realized how lucky Jay was. While he walked away with bruises and scrapes, it could have been so much worse.
As I said, when he lost control, the car went to the left into the bank. At the site, my heart dropped when I saw what was on the right hand side of the road.
A steep drop-off and no guard-rail.
Staring down into the ravine, it was easy to see that his injuries would have been a lot more serious or even fatal if his car had skidded to the right.
So, today I am just so thankful to the Lord for protecting my husband. His scrapes will heal. The stiffness and soreness will leave his body in time.
He is alive.
The worries we’ve had were suddenly shifted into perspective.
Thank you, Lord, for protecting my husband!