Tuesday, January 7th began like many of my mornings – a breakfast sandwich and iced coffee at Beaverdam. I was driving west out of Beaverdam on old SR 30 when someone ran a stop sign and we both were in an intersection designed for “one at a time, please”.  After the white powder from the air bags settled and I'd called 911 and Dinah, I began to praise the Lord for His protection and for having a big car.
My broken rib is healing – it only hurts when I laugh, or breathe, or cough, or move, or get in and out of a car or chair, or try to sleep. The ER doctor said it will be 4 weeks before the rib pain goes away. The bumps and bruises (mostly from the seat belts) are healing.
The Dodge Charger? The body shop stopped counting the cost of repairing it at $21,400 and they hadn't priced out engine parts yet. I'm in the car market again.
Here's what I take away from this experience. I was ready to go – not because I'm a pastor or a good person, but because I placed my trust in the Savior! I loved my car – but it wasn't my second thought after discovering my legs weren't broken (thanks to the lower airbag). I thought about the man in the other car. I thought about Dinah, my children, grandchildren, and my UC family.
Special thanks to the EMS crews from Beaverdam and Bluffton, the ER personnel at St. Ritas, and family who helped us get home – all were so professional and helpful!
I am SO thankful and blessed!
Pastor Mark