A couple months ago Matt went to Hawaiii to work with his brother, Buzz. (This inflation has hit us pretty hard, and we're a little tight on money). Anyway, the first day he was gone I did something stupid--I hit someone with my car.
I was picking up Taylor's carpool from softball and pulled in front of a car with my van door open. I forgot how much the door stuck out and knicked the tire of the jeep I hit, but my van door was stuck open. Fortunately there wasn't much physical damage on either car. I think the biggest damage, was to my ego. haha.
The whole drive home i was praying that no cops would see me driving with kids in the back and the door wide open. Then as we turned on our street, I saw the Brailsfords outside. I felt an impression to pull over and ask for their help. I was super antsy as I needed to get Cam to his baseball game. George tried, but couldn't do anything, so I came home. Deflated.
As I frantically tried to figure things out, I called my parents and asked for their help to get Cam to his baseball game. They came right over. I wasn't able to go, so I sent my 8 year old son out to his game with big alligator tears welled up in his eyes.
The mom guilt officially struck, but I couldn't do anything about it. I brushed it aside and tried calling my best friend, Calley. She wasn't home.
As my thoughts began to consumer me of how much money we'd have to fork over for the van, how was I going to get Taylor to her softball tournament in Brigham City that next day, and why was I such a fool for getting too close to the jeep...I pondered on who I could call in the neighborhood.
My next door neighbor, Ryan Leonhardt, came to mind. I messaged him and his wife. After explaining the situation, Ryan quickly suggested Shawn Carlson from our ward. He called me up and came over less than 10 minutes later.
Shawn and Ryan were able to jimmy the van door shut after almost 2 hours. It wasn't workable, but it was closed. I counted my blessings.
At the end of the night, I sat down to tell my kids all ways we had seen God's hand that day, even amidst the trial we were facing.
1. The Brailsfords offered me their truck to use
2. Ashley Green offered to drop me off at the mechanic's shop if I needed
3. Calley allowed me to vent and cry
4. My parents had taken Cam to his game and brought him back safely.
5. Ryan and Shawn had successfully closed my door
6. Matt is patient and laughed off my accident. In fact, his exact response was, "What? You decided you didn't want a van after all? ;)"
God was aware of me and my needs. I can't thank him enough for the many angels he has surrounded me with to lift me up and support me during my times of need. God is real. God is good. God is aware.
