
As I mentioned in a prior post, I decided not to travel out of town this week as I had this strong feeling to stay here and be with my kids. On top of my decision, just so I wouldn't change my mind (which I do a ton),..I ended up getting the flu bug that's going around...I was actually feeling a little better and was contemplating going but then another wave came over me and my husband was cleaning up my puke.....
My husband just called and was in a car accident. He was driving 75 miles or so on the interstate in the upper Midwest and a semi was driving the same going the opposite direction and Scott said he could see it coming as if in slow motion. The semi had a sheet of melting ice on it and it came sliding down from the semi and landed right through Scott's windshield while he was driving, completing shattering his windshield...
Luckily, the Lord was with him and he's just cut up really bad and he's ok and safe...He was able to keep control of the car and pull over.....
A million thoughts have gone through my mind...is that why I had this strong urge to be with my kids? Is that why I got sick? If I would of gone, would the glass of cut me in the wrong spot and lead to my death or knowing me I would of grabbed the wheel and did more damage than good....it's really scary to think about the what ifs...Scott and I even had a conversation a couple of weeks ago, We were sitting in front of the fireplace and I told him I was having reservations about going, I told him what if something happened to us both..what about the kids....He told me I worried to much...
This leads me to a post I had written a couple of months ago but wasn't sure I wanted to share it..now I will....
Scott and I belonged to a great church in Kansas City. We grew to love our church, we were married there and had many friends. It was a Presbyterian church. We attend on a regular basis and we were growing as Christians together...When we moved to Texas, we were in for a shock!! Every church we attended was so different than what we were use to...some had rock n roll bands, some were so boring we just couldn't follow...we were really discouraged and would pick a church and just try it every once in a while. We did find one we liked, but it was so big and farther away than what Scott was looking for...but we found ourselves attending but not satisfied.. As I look back on our life then, it was all wrong..and I really believe it's because at the time we weren't being as faithful as we needed to be...
One Sunday, I had 2 churches picked out, I decided to let Scott choose which one to attend that Sunday..of course he picked the one that I really didn't' want to go attend..It's a new church, they don't even have a building yet, they meet in a school..Hugh, where is the fancy stain glass that I can look at and the plush seat to sit on??? And a rock band? Not my style.... We had several people tell us we should try it....and reluctantly we went....
To make a long story somewhat not so boring, the church has changed our marriage and the dynamic of our family in just the couple of months we've been attending....My husband doesn't cry very often..when we lost a pet, when we became engaged, when our sons where born...and the first few times we went to our church...I asked him why, and he said it was "because this room is so full of the Holy Spirit that it's overwhelming to me"...and that it is
...I was still a little hesitate that the church is "non-denominational", as Scott grew up Methodist, I myself, Christan Reformed (a dutch version of Methodist) and we belonged to a Presbyterian church, as I mentioned before..it says nothing in the bible about the different types of churches you should belong to (I'm learning now that the different denominations were partially from the government way back when) , only that the church you attend should be speaking the word from the holy bible..check...and it says nothing in the bible that you have to sing out of a hymnal, it mentions music that moves you....check #2, it's like we are in a Counting Crows concert every Sunday..Amazing.I hum the verses through out the week, and remember I'm a hip hop girl....I want every day to be Sunday..it's amazing the energy, the liveliness, I never thought that believing could be so great and rewarding...and that it is...Thank you God for keeping my husband safe......
Note: The pictures are from the devotional book exchange that I got this week from our church Christmas party. I've never been the type of person to push religion on anyone but our
church has made us feel that connection once again and if you're looking for a second home, try it, it's changed our thinking and overall being...we have a long ways to go, but it's so nice to be excited and energized about our beliefs again.....