My husband and I were in a car accident last week.
A car ran a red light and cut right in front of us. The airbags came out and smacked us in the chest and face and it felt like the air got sucked right out of our lungs.
The picture I cannot get out of my head is the look on my husband’s face when he looked over at me to see if I was ok. His eyes were wide open, they looked so huge. He looked scared and in pain and in shock all at the same time. I know I looked the same way because I felt all of those things.
We were (and are still) in pain from the airbags and seatbelt. We have scratches and abrasions and bruises. But, thank God, we are both alive.
Thank God we have each other.
There are things in life that we worry about. I am a big worrier from way back. I worry about everything. And we have been under a great deal of stress lately as we pack to move. Moving is way up there on the list of stressors.
But then something happens in our lives to remind us of what is really important and what really matters.
My husband and I will not always have each other this side of heaven. But we have each other today. This moment. This pain. This stress. We have it all. We have it all because we have each other.
And despite the stresses in life, the ups and downs, the good and the bad, nothing else much matters to me.
Thank you, Lord, for the gift of my husband. Thank you, thank you, thank you.