Black Out


my story continued…

My husband finally returned home. The power came on. School resumed. And as we picked up the pieces to salvage our home, we could feel some sort of normalcy returning. Since our insurance appraisal was inadequate, we decided to protest and wait for a second opinion. In the meantime, life waltzed on. Kids to be taxied. Errands to be run. Laundry to be folded. Husband to be working. Kid’s soccer game to come.

“Mom, can I bring some friends home after the game?”

Since we had no plans, I could see no reason to say no. Besides, I’ve determined that sometimes a pack of kids can be easier to manage than a lone ranger. We loaded the SUV, and every seat was filled. As I was driving, I began feeling a bit sluggish and lightheaded. It reminded me of the many times I’ve tried to stay awake at church during the sermon, only to feel my head bobbing up and down. Fidgeting to fight off the fatigue, I turned the radio on and tried to sing along. It made no sense to me, “Why was I so weary?”

In a matter of seconds, I could feel my head going up and down, up and down. I was fighting to stay alert and keep my hands on the wheel. However, I could feel my head nodding and regardless of my best attempts, I wasn’t about to win. The last thing I remember is my foot sliding from the gas pedal.

Jesus, take the wheel.

There come times in life where we don’t know how we manage. Looking back, I can barely remember a thing. My head crashed against the steering wheel. Unscathed, the car coasted to its end. Arriving at the hospital, my pulse rate was in the thirties. Yes Lord, I believe you are good.

“Like an eagle that rouses her chicks and hovers over her young, so he spread his wings to take them up and carried them safely on his pinions.” Deuteronomy 32:11

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