I watched the weather most of the day, reports said a big winter storm was on it's way.
That wasn't what I wanted in my schedule so I was trying to scurry around and get a lot of things done so we could get on the road to head to a wedding in the city. As the afternoon went on, we decided that maybe we should head to the city tonight ahead of the ice and spend the night instead of making the trip in a winter storm in the morning.
I was trying to pack for all the kids, making sure I had all the gifts for the cousins because we are having Christmas with them after the wedding and hoping to get the car packed so we could leave as soon as the girls got out of gymnastics. Grand plans but not very realistic...
The girls got home at 8:40pm and I was still packing. We finally got on the road about 10:15, knowing it was going to be a long trip and a late night. Because of schedules, we needed to take 2 cars so I took the lead. As we drove, the kids fell asleep, and I listened to Christmas music on the radio, pondering the evening...
I had gotten frustrated at the kids because they were rowdy while I was trying to pack...
Upset that I had left things a bit of a wreck trying to get on the road...
A little mad at myself that I didn't pack quicker to get us on the road sooner...
and sad that my focus was on a list I needed to complete instead of what we were preparing for...
a celebration of Christmas, the birth of the Savior with family and friends in the next few days.
About 12:35am, I came over a hill on the highway and saw ahead lots of emergency flashing lights... police cars, an ambulance, etc. I slowed down to get by and noticed a large cow that had been hit but with all the lights and emergency vehicles, I didn't notice the vehicle that had hit the cow. After I got by my cell phone rang and it was my husband who was following me. He said, "That was our neighbor, he had gone to the city to pick someone up at the airport." We pulled over and he made a quick call, then we went back to the accident. Indeed, it was friends and thankfully they were not hurt badly. The car was in bad shape and they were trying to figure out how to get back home, 2+ hours away from the place we were at. We were able to help out and made a quickly plan to get everyone on the road.
After we were back on the road, one of the kids said, "Mom, it was good that Daddy saw who it was at the accident and that he was willing to stop and help them." How right my little man was, it was good that we could stop and help and it was a little reminder that my heart needed...
God's timing is always perfect... He knew exactly what time we needed to be on the road where and He put us there!
"My thoughts are not your thoughts, my ways are not your ways," said The Lord. "For the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and My thought than your thoughts." Isaiah 55:8-9
