Chris
got a phone call yesterday. Yep. That statement always carries with it a bit
of dread, doesn’t it? Well, before we
begin, everybody is fine, so reel in your own dread for a second. The call was from Christina. Apparently Kel had been in an accident on his
way to work, and she wanted us to go check on him (He works here in Galveston).
We jumped into action and made our way to the car. And just as we were about to pull out, my
phone rang. The photo ID that came up
was none other than Kel, himself, so we paused to see what was going on. He assured us he was fine. He just wanted to know if he could drive over
to our house and use our wet/dry vac to clean up all the glass inside his car,
and on himself. Of course we said to
come on, and we went back inside to wait for him. Well, actually, first I moved our car out of
the driveway so he could pull in. Then I
got out the vac and ran an extension cord so it would be ready when he
arrived. It felt strangely like I was
channeling my Dad.
Kel
arrived soon thereafter, and the damage to his car was, well, unusual. The passenger side window was shattered, and
the windshield looked as if a softball homerun had landed in the corner. The frame on top of the door was crunched in
and badly damaged as well. It actually
looked like someone was trying to cut the top off the vehicle. Along those lines, I liked one of the comments
I saw when they put the photos on FaceBook.
Jim, a somewhat height-challenged guy himself, simply commented, “Pays
to be short …” Glass was everywhere,
even all over the back seat. Chris made
the comment that she was glad the kids weren’t with him. They would have been showered with
glass. So what actually happened? As I understand it, a truck pulling a flatbed
trailer was turning right. Kel
maneuvered around him to continue on straight.
However, as the truck reached a certain point in its turn, the trailer
swerved around and smashed into the passenger side of Kel’s car.
The insurance
company called Kel back after he made the initial report. The agent just wanted to clarify
something. “Did you say this was a 2003
Saturn? Are you sure you didn’t mean
2013?” Kel assured her that, indeed, he
drove a 2003 Saturn and had never had any trouble with it. She changed her tune with that
knowledge. “Oh. Well, they’re going to total it, then.” Great.
Now they have to find another vehicle that can handle two adults and
five kids. See, their minivan is not the
most reliable instrument on the planet. And
so the search begins …
2 Tim
4:3-5 says, “For the time will come when
men will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to suit their own desires,
they will gather around them a great number of teachers to say what their
itching ears want to hear. They will
turn their ears away from the truth and turn aside to myths. But you, keep your head in all situations,
endure hardship, do the work of an evangelist, discharge all the duties of your
ministry.”
Father,
please show Kel and Christina to the right place for a car that meets their
needs. Amen.
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