Just before Valentine’s day this year we had our usual weekly church small group meeting. This time it was a dark and rainy Wednesday evening. Bart arrived home from work especially tired. He decided to stay home with our younger boy, Gideon, while Hank and I went to group.
We celebrated Valentine’s day a little early at our small group with a white elephant gift exchange. I brought an unopened bag of whole-bean coffee and we received a starter kit and a cute little blue betta fish.
After group, Hank and I loaded our things into our new 2009 VW Jetta. Hank climbed into his car seat which was positioned behind my drivers’ side seat and I secured his seatbelts. Then I placed our new betta fish (who was in a small plastic cup at the time) into the center console cup holder. Away we went heading home around 9:40pm. All seemed fine except for being a particularly dreary evening. Having been a few weeks into a great workout routine I felt alert and well. Hank sat quietly in his seat and we drove home. The radio was off, my phone was stowed away safely in my purse. It was calm and I was driving very cautiously. (I have a very low platelet count, so I am ALWAYS cautious driving because if I get in an accident I could bleed to death.) I came to the intersection where we usually turn to go home. I stopped in the turn lane, signalled and when the road appeared clear proceeded to turn left. Once fully into the intersection something very unexpected and bizarre happened…
I heard a loud sound like metal bending and immediately we began spinning in circles. By the time the car stopped we had flown off the side of the road (God is so good) and safely up a berm. I was horrified and immediately put the car in park and turned off the engine. I called 911 and looked in front of me to read the license plate off the other car to the officer on the other line. I remember so clearly that my headlights illuminated their car but there was no light shining back at me.
They didn’t have their headlights on!
I never saw them coming. I never heard a thing until the hit. No skidding. No horn.
Nothing then WHAM!
As soon as I got off the phone with 911 I realized Hank was in the back seat crying hysterically. My heart sunk, I was horrified. My precious baby boy. I turned around and saw he was safely surrounded by his car seat and didn’t even have a scratch. I started consoling him then realized I was completely soaked in betta fish water. Our new pet had flew out of the car and his cup shattered around me. Then I saw the passenger side of our car smashed in, the side curtain airbags deployed and glass all over.
Adrenaline pumping and in horror of what had just happened I called Bart to come get us. We wound up being there for an hour while the police took their reports. Praise God, Hank seemed ok and was able to go home and go to bed. While my mother-in-law stayed home with our boys, Bart drove me to the emergency room. There I learned I had a concussion and severe whiplash. I couldn’t control my head. That is a very strange feeling!
I received a shot of morphine to ease the already severe pain and was discharged with instructions to follow-up with my doctor.
I don’t know what your experience has been with serious car accidents but up until February 12, 2014 I had none. At the time of impact the other driver was going at least 45 miles per hour!
Here’s our Jetta after the accident before it went to the junk yard.
All that damage and we walked away from it alive!
VW Jetta’s are Safe!
Dear Jesus, thank you for protecting us. Thank you that Bart wasn’t driving and Gideon wasn’t in the car. If that were the case (as it usually would be on a Wednesday night) Gideon and I would have been on the side of impact. Jesus, I believe it is in your sovereignty that Gideon and I didn’t die that night. Praise and honor and glory be to you, our mighty king. Amen.