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Monday, January 15, 2007

Worse? or Better?

This is how I know God loves me...

I'm sorry this post is going to be long, but bare with me. Much happened today.

This afternoon (after my manicure and pedicure that felt sooo good) I need to kill some time while my new tires were being put on my car. I decided to walk to a used bookstore that I knew existed around the corner. On the way there, I got honked at. It was my friend, Jenny.
We talked for a while as her car idled in a coveted parking spot on the crowded main street. She offered her help to me anytime I needed her...and I know she meant it. We said good-bye and I went on my way to the bookstore. Just before I walked in, a couple I recognized was walking out. He works with MB and didn't know of our pending divorce.
While I was conversing with them, one of my bestest friends walked up next to me with the same destination in mind...the cool little used bookstore. Denise and I had a lot to catch up on.
She had time and we walked over to a nearby coffee shop. We sat on the couch and drank tea. I was adventerous and decided to have the beef and bean chili.

We had a great time! Unfortunately we had to part ways and I walked back to the tire shop to pick up my car. I smiled and thanked God for the friends he brings into my daily life. Especially when I least expect them.

At home I saw that MB's truck was in the lower driveway, so I knew he was home though I didn't see him. A short time later I heard his truck leave. That was at about 3pm.

Katie had gone to the movies with her friend and I was to pick them up at 5:30. There was a bit of miscommunication as to which mom was going to pick them up and so I had the joy of bumping into another friend. We talked for just a minute through the windows of our cars in efforts to stay warm.

On the drive home, Megan and I both noticed a helicopter circling with his spotlight on in the canyon. That's not really a good sign. It usually means there's been an accident. Once the cars stopped I figured that must be it. I wondered...as most people do, if it is someone they know or heaven forbid...a loved one.

As we pulled up, I saw that it was MB's truck all smashed in on the passenger side. Katie immediately burst into tears. Megan and I reacted the opposite of Katie. Quietly. We all scanned the scene for him. I spotted him sitting on what looked like a tire. He was alert and talking with a fireman. It was dark and I couldn't tell if he was bleeding, but he seemed to be fine. Since there isn't any place to pull over on the narrow canyon road, I drove on.

Was that heartless of me? I don't feel there was anything I could do. If he's drunk (which is likely) the police will come and take him to jail until he's sober. I will deal with it tomorrow.

Megan said, "at least nobody got hurt. He has to learn a valueable leason." How did she get so smart? Katie freaked out and yelled at me. She called her friends to include them in her drama. When we got home, Megan turned on the tv and asked, what's for dinner?

Yeah, it's going to be alright. 20 minutes ago I got this email from Thea. She doesn't know what happened yet, or how much the following words hit home today. Thank you Lord for the friendship of my sisters.

Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.
BUT.........
Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you.
A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.
When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end.
Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!
The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I.
When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.

Now you can't tell me that God doesn't exist. He lives and loves me like no one else can. His timing is perfect. Did I forget to mention that I called my mom today? That is a rare event for me, but while I was sitting there getting my feet rubbed this morning...I wanted my mommy. I didn't know why? Now I do. She wasn't available, so I called and talked to Savanna for 30 minutes.

2 Comments:

Blogger just ducky said...

You are so right---God does love you, very much. It is funny how are children are so similar in age and so incredibly similar in personalities....My Cait absolutely would have called all of her friends to involve them in the drama and my "little" one would have issued some amazingly poignant observation that made me wonder how in the world such a young kid could be so wise beyond her years....Above all, I hope MB is well and I hope no one else was hurt either. I pray he was not drunk at the time, though I'm afraid he might have been....I am incredibly glad that God put so many wonder people in your life today. Life sucks, but God is good........C

8:39 PM

 
Blogger Kathy said...

Yes, God is VERY good! He even set it up so that Katie would be spending the night at a friends house. He must have known that I wouldn't be able to handle her tonight.

So all is quiet in the house and I'm busy doing laundry, dishes, etc.

For the record...he is drunk. I got a call just a little while ago from a sherriff's deputy. He is VERY drunk and the cop is waiting for the hospital to release him so that he can take MB to jail. I knew this was a matter of time and THANK GOD nobody else was involved in the accident.

I was going to go apartment hunting tomorrow, but now that MB will most likely lose his job, I don't know what to do.

I know this seems like a very bad day, but I don't think so. His DUI can be a good thing. They say you must hit rock bottom, right? How deep is the hole? Maybe it depends on how many shovels you can afford? We are running out of golden axes. Yeah!

9:17 PM

 

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