Recently I got a call around midnight and it was my dad. It is never a good thing when your phone rings at that time. Two things went though my head, one my dad was drunk and going to crush my heart again or two someone we love is hurt. I was kindof hoping for number one since I knew this was something I could recover from again but it was number two.
My younger brother, Shawn had been in a terrible accident....on his motorcycle! I wasn't even off of the phone before I started changing from my comfy pjs to my clothes I had just worn to church only a few hours ago. I made it to the hospital in about 30 minutes and when I got there I fell into my other brothers arms after parking my car.
It wasn't good. He had major injuries to the head, collar bone, face and road rash all over his body. It was hard seeing the man that was always so strong laying there not realizing who his own sisters were. We cried, we prayed, we cheered him on, we did all of the things that a family does in a time like this. We held each other, we prayed in circles, we cried in each others arms but most of all we prayed KNOWING that God would take care of him....and us.
This was a time that God was showing all of us that he was in control and that only by his grace was my brother going to be saved. We had to know with unyielding faith that my brother would one day come home to see his family again. I remember praying for him one time with my father in the room and praying that just like when Peter cried out the the Lord "save me" we were crying out to the Lord for him to save my brother. God gave me the verse that I recently read in my quiet time, Isaiah 41:13 where he says "Don't be afraid, I will help you". I knew right then that my brother would be ok. Unyielding faith.....and God's grace is what saved my brother.
A week after his accident he is home and doing great now. The doctors said he would be in the trauma unit for 2-3 weeks, my God said differently!
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