Realizations

The other day I was going to work when I came across a lot of traffic. There was a wreck. No big surprise, especially when you live a large city like Houston. But as I came closer to the wreck, I witness a sudden LifeFlight departure from the middle of the highway. Not an ambulance, but LifeFlight. There is something about LifeFlight that makes me shudder. LifeFlight means serious business, and that the person inside who is being LifeFlighted is in need of medical attention quickly. I said a quick prayer for the person(s) inside. Then as I came upon the wreck, my heart sank. I almost cried. There was a dump truck with hardly a scratch. Then I saw the SUV. The whole top of the SUV was shaved back, like someone had gotten a can opener and peeled back the top. The whole interior was exposed. One side of the SUV was also sunken in. It was a miracle that anyone had survived that wreck.

That got me thinking. As I travel these roads everyday, you never know that one day might be my last day. As I drop off my child to school and drive to work, who knows that that will be the one day I will never see my child again. I may never get to work, or come home from work. All I have to do is trust God and do His will and trust that those I leave behind will be comforted in God and taken care of by God.

Later that day, I went over to my ex-husband's old house. He doesn't live in town anymore, but comes occasionally to check up on his old house. He happened to be in town this week, and agreed to look at my car. As he was looking at my car, I noticed the kids in the neighborhood. My daughter used to be one of those kids, playing on that same street. The next door neighbor, Priscilla, was in 4th grade when we moved out. She is now in 9th grade. Melissa, the girl who lives on the corner, was in 3rd grade when we moved out. She is now in 7th grade. The other girl that lived down the street that Corinne played with, Victoria, was also in 3rd grade. She is now in 7th grade. Of all of those kids, I only saw Priscilla, and she has gotten tall and beautiful. By the way, Corinne was in 6th grade when we moved out. She is now in 11th grade.

Now, a new group of kids are playing on those same streets. Corinne's friends are growing up, and the next generation is taking over. The circle of life continues...

The realization is that no matter what, life goes on. No matter how tragic life is, or long it has been since you've seen someone, life still goes on. All you can do is trust God in everyday life and trust that He will take care of all of your needs.