Just call me Gideon

This has been an eventful week around my home. God has touched us in a very special way, and I am so thankful.

My son, Scott, and two of his colleges friends, Randy and Griffin, planned a short trip to Canada. They move back to college next weekend and wanted to do something fun before summer was over.

Scott was supposed to drive and the others would help pay for gas.


Wednesday morning was not our normal morning. Tim left early for a meeting. While I washed dishes I prayed about the trip to Canada. Then I headed to the store. Scott left last to teach tennis lessons.
As I walked into work my cell phone rang, and it was Scott. He told me he'd wrecked his car in a freak accident. Freak enough that the door ended up on the hood of the car. So it would have to be towed.
After much stress and many phone calls, we got the car towed and an estimate of $2500.00. We were sick, but what can you do?

I got home from work and hugged on Scott and we discussed what happened. Scott is very conscientious, and this is not the type of thing that normally happens to him.

Shortly after this, his friend Randy shows up and says he just hit another car at work. I thought he was joking at first. He said at his summer job, nobody EVER parked in the space behind him. That was a first.

You may remember, Wednesday was support Chick Fil A day. So we went there for dinner. After we sat down, Randy and his family showed up. We talked a little, and Diane, Randy's mom, asked how I felt about the guys trip to Canada.

Ow! I felt a little unsettled, but a week ago I'd been fine.

More praying.

By now, Griffin is going to drive. Last night I talked to Scott about how tired Griffin may be driving so early on Friday morning. Scott assured me he'd stay awake, but Griffin is the kind of person who functions on 3-4 hours of sleep.

More praying. By now I'm asking God if Scott and Randy's accidents were a sign that the guys should not go on this trip. Or was it a freak accident.

I finally confessed I needed one more sign.

This morning Griffin got up at 5 o'clock and headed over to my house from the next town. He fell asleep driving and totaled his car. He was taken to the hospital for minor injuries.

Three accidents in less than 48 hours. God has gotten our attention.

I don't know what would have happened to these guys if they'd gone on their trip, but it would have been bad. We may never know this side of heaven.

What I do know is I'm praising God for his patience with us.

What an awesome God we serve.