Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Things That Matter


I learned this the hard way today. Funny that I had posted earlier about having faith and putting our lives solely in God's hands.

Things that matter aren't our pesky problems. Not even our big problems. It's our family and friends that really matter.

I called Dad this afternoon on his way home from work to check on him. It's a sinking feeling in your stomach when...instead of talking to your Dad...you hear voices asking, "sir, are you ok? Sir, sir, sir...."

All I knew is that my Dad, the most important man in my life, was on the side of the road somewhere between home and work. Turns out, he was 3 miles from home, had over-corrected and rolled his truck.

Words can't describe what it feels like driving up to an accident scene, with a truck on it's side, the drivers side cab crushed in, and knowing it's your dad. Three of our neighbors had heard the accident and were helping Dad out of the truck.

It's a moment I'll never forget. I want to forget it, but I never will. As Dad stood up, with help, I ran out of my truck towards him. He looked at me. I looked at him. He looked dazed and confused. His mouth was bloody. He had blood on his hand. A that moment, the only thing I said to him was...."Why Dad? Why?" I don't know why I said it. I was scared more than I've ever been scared in my life. I was worried. I was in some way angry. It was the only thing I could think to say. Dad stared at me. Chris and his Mom still holding him up. His lips moved, but he didn't say anything. I didn't say anything. But in some way, I think we both knew what the other was thinking.

As they loaded Dad up in the ambulance, I told him I loved him. I didn't know what was going to happen over the next few hours. All I knew is what I had already promised earlier today to give everything to God. That's all I could do. Whatever happened would be His will. I was still scared, still angry, still confused, but at least I knew I had a safe place to lay my worries.

Dad is a miracle. He has another shot at this crazy life ahead of him. He's ok. Bummed up. Bruised. Sore. A little "out of it" still, but he's ok. He's here.

So yes, there are things in life that really and truly matter. There are things that really and truly don't. It's having friends and family that will do anything for you at anytime. It's having a Dad to vent about your Mom to. It's having a Mom to vent about your kids to. It's love that matters.

Thanks to everyone who stayed by our sides...at the hospital and on the side of the road today. I don't know what we would have done without you.

(thanks Rhett for the song suggestion. Love it. Love me some Rascal Flatts ;) I tried putting it on the blog, but imeem won't let me. It's actually the title for this post. Couldn't have come at a more perfect moment. For anyone who would like to listen to it, click here http://www.imeem.com/people/1sIJCXg/music/wHlXdWFJ/rascal-flatts-things-that-matter/ )

...also, things that DON'T matter are spelling and grammer and it's 12:40am and it's been a LONG day and night and I DON'T feel like it matters to spell check and proof, so please overlook and uneducatedish spellings or grammer problems. Thanks!

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4 comments:

KYLIA said...

Bless his little heart! He sure has had a rough go of things lately. I'm glad to hear that all is going to be well. Y'all will be in our prayers!

Miguela Barber said...

Very well said sis... It just goes to show that we need to leave things in His hand when we can't change them, Love you!!!

Miguela Barber said...

Very well said sis... It just goes to show that we need to leave things in His hand when we can't change them, Love you!!!

Becky Shuler said...

Joseph feels so bad that he didn't drive your dad home from work that day...he offered and your dad refused. Anyhow, I'm glad he's okay. We've been praying for him.