But God!

I think I told you all early on that I had a blog once before and that I focused it on inspirational messages from a Christian view point. While I don’t write the same anymore, it certainly doesn’t mean that my beliefs have changed at all. I think that is something that is hard for people to realize sometimes, that people may not always mention God in everything they do, but that doesn’t mean He isn’t with them. I am a strong woman of faith, I was raised on a wonderful Christian foundation which I hold dear to my heart. No I don’t go to church every week, no I don’t read my bible every day and honestly no I don’t always talk to God. That is no way means I don’t still believe in Him and His power. I can’t even count the times that I have leaned on Him, cried out to him in prayer or thanked Him for all that He has done for me.

This week my husband and I experienced a parent’s worst nightmare, a phone call that our child was in an accident. Unfortunately my husband was woken up to that, while I was already awake in the other room. You know, crazy night shift schedule and all! While I was scared I don’t think it really sunk in what had happened as we drove to the scene just a few short miles from our home. I mean after all, our son was the one who called, he was well enough to call, that was important. Boy did this momma’s heart take a turn though when we pulled up and I saw my baby sitting there bleeding, crying and scared. And yes ya’ll, he’s my baby, whether he’s 22 or 52 that’s the way it will always be!

It wasn’t until a few minutes later that we saw the car, what we could see of it anyway, as it lay flipped over among the trees in the woods. That is a sinking feeling in your gut that you cannot even explain, even while standing there beside your child who is awake and talking to you. I can’t explain the many different emotions that went through us during the time after as we spoke to police and watched the car being towed out; or sitting in an emergency room waiting for his treatment; or after when we all needed rest that was so hard to find while our minds and hearts were so heavy.

What I can tell you is, there is a God. Anyone who ever tells me otherwise will never convince me. I can also tell you angels exist, because I have no doubt that there was one riding in that car that morning. Specifically my father in law who you all know we lost just a few short months ago, and whose car my son inherited and was driving that morning. It’s quite easy to say, “I don’t know how he came out of that car walking and talking”, but the reality is that I know exactly how!

The devil has tried time and time again to come against my son. He gets in his head, in his spirit and does all he can to steer him the wrong way. What the devil never seems to count on is the foundation of a Christian home, and the power of a praying momma. Especially when that praying momma comes from a long line of praying momma’s that have been laying that foundation for a long time, way before this child was ever even walking this earth.

Many will call what happened Monday luck, to that I just say BUT GOD!

~ Carla ~