Giving Thanks Always with my Son

For the Lord is good; His mercy is everlasting; and His truth endureth to all generations.        Psalms 100:5(KJV)

About four and one-half years after my miscarriage, God gave us a son. Complications I had with all my pregnancies could have resulted in miscarriages each time, I would find out years later.  I am so thankful for our two children and grand children. When Alan was almost 16, I asked him if he wanted to volunteer at the hospital where I worked. I thought he might be interested and it would occupy his summertime break.  He answered my question with “yes”.  At the time he immediately thought, “Who just said that?  I can’t believe I said yes.” That was not how he thought he would spend his summer. I worked the day shift at the hospital and Alan would just be riding with me to the hospital.

The very first morning that he volunteered is a morning that both of us will never forget.  We know why God had him in the car with me that morning.

Alan related the events of the morning to me .  We were riding down the Interstate when I suddenly began going too fast. I almost ran into the back of cars, and big transfer trucks. He didn’t know what was happening, but knew he didn’t want to die. He quickly decided he had no choice but to scream at me to try and get my attention. He was trying to tell what to do.  I know that had to be hard for him but he knew he had no choice.  He wondered if there would be consequences  for his behavior, but we would be alive. He said he had to tell me to slow down, then to speed up. He tried to help steer the wheel.  He said he was so scared and just knew that we were going to die. He had to keep the car on the interstate from the passenger seat to keep us from going off an embankment.  Several times he tried to get me to pull over on the side of the road, but I would not.  Finally, we got to our exit where he directed me off and I went up a small embankment but did not wreck. It did get the car stopped. Alan was able to help me over into the passenger seat and he drove us the rest of the way to the hospital.  Alan doesn’t hesitate telling anyone that he knows God had him in the car with me that day to protect and take care of his mother. He will also tell you that he knows now when he answered my question, if he wanted to volunteer, who it was answering for him.  I know he was volunteering that summer for one reason and maybe more. I know God protected both of us that morning.

Indeed, everything is for your benefit so that, as grace extends through more and more people, it may cause thanksgiving to increase to the glory of God.
2 Corinthians 4:15 (CSB)