Have you ever had one of those moments where your own words come back to whisper in your ear?
- On a day when absolutely nothing can come quick enough you stumble upon your journal entry asking God to teach you patience.
- While at the dinner table, your child looks quietly into your eyes as you chew your food. You hear, “It’s okay, I’ll pray tonight mom.”
- You despise the statement “Do as I say, not as I do” yet, it does come in handy.
- Or you write a book about slowing down and seeing God in the storm, only to encounter rough waters of your own just weeks before launch day.
On October 8th, as I was driving our boys home from a surprise after-school venture to the park and our van was hit head-on. The driver just purchased a house and was lost. We met, with a crash, as she tried to make an illegal u-turn.
I must have replayed those first few seconds through my head a zillion times by now. I heard the screeching of tires. I took in the the smell of rubber. But nothing ached as much as hearing the screams of all three of my boys coming from behind me. My airbag deployed, but the dashboard had collapsed into my lap.
I was stuck.
I heard my boys screaming and I couldn’t comfort them.
I saw their faces reflecting in horror through the rear-view mirror.
The fluid leaking around me didn’t seem to matter. Nor did the smoke. Nor did the pain I felt all through my body.
I needed to get to my kids. Now.
Eventually, a by-stander came to rescue the boys and helped a few others pry open my driver’s side door to free me from the wreckage.
We were all safe. That, by far, is the most important detail here. But what a crazy whirlwind these past few weeks have been for our family.
- I now have 2 back seat drivers in child-sized forms
- Each time we leave the house we must pray that we don’t “get crashed into again.”
- We have shared countless conversations about how “cool” it was for the nice police officer to take us home in the back seat of his car, delivering us right to our driveway. (Yep, wonder what the neighbors thought of that one!).
- And then I received the news that my headache and exhaustion was much more than I thought. On Friday I was diagnosed with a concussion. (But praising God for no brain bleed as originally thought!).
The weeks leading up to a book release can indeed be stressful. But for an author recovering from a concussion, stress is not an option. As in, not allowed. Not even joking. Thus, my quiet time with God has increased. I’ve found myself literally crying out to Him over piles of laundry that is taking me so much longer to complete now. The best part? God is here, right in my mess, preparing His message.
As a good friend told me today, “Bethany, you put so many good stories into your book, God is providing you with fresh content for your next one!”
Yes, never a dull moment in the Boring household.
Don’t focus too much on what you are missing that you forget what He has already given you. Today, this day, your breath and this amazing gift of life. Don’t blink, don’t doubt and don’t sit around on the bleachers too long.
God has a book for you to write.
A song for you to sing.
A message for you to speak.
A life that He made you to live.
I wanted to include a message from my boys that they made just for my Launch Team (you can join too). See below:
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