Today is Valentine's Day. Because of this, (and because it is Tuesday) we wanted to treat the grandkids to lunch; however, Ben isn't really feeling well, so Rachel and I decided to run and errand and then bring lunch home.
All was well and uneventful until we arrived home. I unbuckled Rachel from her car seat and handed her a bag from Wendy's to carry into the house. I unlocked the garage door so we could go into the basement.
This is where God's faithfulness enters in.
A sound that can only be compared to iron hitting iron and the "swishing" sound of a whip made me turn my head. As I did so, I saw the pulley that holds the garage door fling into the window of my car, right where Rachel had been standing not five seconds earlier. This pulley is about five inches in diameter. It probably weighs at least a pound, but Ray thinks it may be heavier than that. The cable that held the pulley to the garage door opener was the "swish." This metal cable, approximately 15 feet long had snapped across the garage and hit the car, scraping alongside the car door which had just closed .... where Rachel had been standing moments earlier.
The 18 inch heavy metal spring flew into the garage door and put a nice scratch in it and then flew back into the garage. It landed right where I had been standing when I was unbuckling Rachel's car seat.
Upon inspection we determined the hook at the end of the spring broke and caused a chain reaction of flying metal and cable.
God is faithful. We were in the single-car garage, but we weren't harmed. I checked the car for scratches and although I heard the "clunk" and saw the pulley hit the car, there was no damage. No scratches where the cable hit the car, either.
I don't believe in coincidences. I believe God knew we would be coming in the garage at that exact moment. Even though my granddaughter is one of the three most precious things in life to me, she is even more precious to Him. And He kept her safe. He timed the snap of the cable perfectly. And He knew how far the cable would reach, so it had to break in a specific spot so it couldn't reach us.
We are fine. Rachel only knows there was a noise and has no idea how close we were to injury.
Ray will be taking a trip to Menard's when the kids go home. I don't think this is how he wanted to spend Valentine's Day evening. But we are thankful the people we love the most are ok.
I did remember to thank God as soon as the surprise of what had just happened subsided. For His provision. His safekeeping. And His faithfulness.
I believe God always wants to remind us through small acts like this that we are exactly where He wants us to be... and He's still in control. Of everything.
All was well and uneventful until we arrived home. I unbuckled Rachel from her car seat and handed her a bag from Wendy's to carry into the house. I unlocked the garage door so we could go into the basement.
This is where God's faithfulness enters in.
A sound that can only be compared to iron hitting iron and the "swishing" sound of a whip made me turn my head. As I did so, I saw the pulley that holds the garage door fling into the window of my car, right where Rachel had been standing not five seconds earlier. This pulley is about five inches in diameter. It probably weighs at least a pound, but Ray thinks it may be heavier than that. The cable that held the pulley to the garage door opener was the "swish." This metal cable, approximately 15 feet long had snapped across the garage and hit the car, scraping alongside the car door which had just closed .... where Rachel had been standing moments earlier.
The 18 inch heavy metal spring flew into the garage door and put a nice scratch in it and then flew back into the garage. It landed right where I had been standing when I was unbuckling Rachel's car seat.
Upon inspection we determined the hook at the end of the spring broke and caused a chain reaction of flying metal and cable.
God is faithful. We were in the single-car garage, but we weren't harmed. I checked the car for scratches and although I heard the "clunk" and saw the pulley hit the car, there was no damage. No scratches where the cable hit the car, either.
I don't believe in coincidences. I believe God knew we would be coming in the garage at that exact moment. Even though my granddaughter is one of the three most precious things in life to me, she is even more precious to Him. And He kept her safe. He timed the snap of the cable perfectly. And He knew how far the cable would reach, so it had to break in a specific spot so it couldn't reach us.
We are fine. Rachel only knows there was a noise and has no idea how close we were to injury.
Ray will be taking a trip to Menard's when the kids go home. I don't think this is how he wanted to spend Valentine's Day evening. But we are thankful the people we love the most are ok.
I did remember to thank God as soon as the surprise of what had just happened subsided. For His provision. His safekeeping. And His faithfulness.
I believe God always wants to remind us through small acts like this that we are exactly where He wants us to be... and He's still in control. Of everything.
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