A 'Rocky' Monday

Yesterday at church we had a visiting speaker. He talked about "Living a Life that Pleases God". It really spoke to me and confirmed what I felt God nudging me to do for a while now. I am the first person to admit that I am very FAR from perfect. Very FAR! But I have been making a conscious effort to live life to its fullest and greet each day with joy and a positive attitude. I was determined to continue that effort today.

Today was a Monday.

The morning started out rocky with Aidan throwing a full-blown temper tantrum. I made him go back to bed until he could greet the world with a smile on his face. So after forty minutes of pouting in his room, he decided he was ready to say, "Good Morning." Chloe did awesome in school this morning and was focused (for the most part). Aidan was in a great mood for the rest of the morning. Brenna was happy to be exploring and roaming throughout the house.

Chloe started her pottery class today for the first time with a new teacher. She was a bit nervous and I wanted to make sure she could handle the class so I decided to sit in the class with her. So I headed to Mom and Dad's to drop Brenna and Aidan off for a couple of hours. All was fine as we headed back into town.

Just a third of a mile down the highway, I watched in horror as a large black object was flying towards the car. I tried to swerve before it hit the car but I wasn't fast enough. The rock (or whatever it was, I am not exactly sure what it was), came crashing into our windshield with an explosion of glass. Praise God there was not a lot of traffic on the highway and I was able to safely pull off the road. My first fear was that Chloe was hurt. She wasn't! She was just shaky and scared like her mom. I have small paper-like cuts on the back of my hands from the glass flying and both of us ended up with tiny bits of glass in our hair. But no one was seriously hurt.

There was a gaping hole in the passenger side of our front windshield. The passenger side was cracked all over the place and there was a two-inch hole where the rock hit. Glass shards and splinters were all over the front seats and floor. All three car seats in the second row were covered with glass. I am so grateful that Brenna and Aidan were at my parent's house. Both kids would of been covered with broken glass and probably would of gotten seriously hurt and cut. Chloe was protected by the front passenger seat. The glass flew around her. The rock hit the windshield so hard that glass shot into the third row seat of the suburban.

Here are some pictures of the damage...





There was no other damage to the car (Thank You God!!). Our windshield will be brand new by tomorrow afternoon. The guy at the auto glass place could not believe the hole in the window. He said it was extremely rare to have something actually penetrate the glass. Since windshields are manufactured to just shatter, not break.

I am so grateful that God's hand was on us this afternoon. If the rock had hit eighteen inches to the left, we could of been in a serious accident. He protected us both in an amazing way. Like Chloe said as we sat on the side of the road right after we got hit, "God saved us Mom. He kept us safe." So even though my Monday was a bit "Rocky", I was still able to look at life with the right outlook and joy. Even more so this afternoon. God is so faithful, even when I am not. I am so grateful that He cares for the little and the big things in our daily lives.