As my daily devotion time, I'm going to write, instead of read someone else's, daily miracles. My hope is, that by doing this, I will enrich my journey and awareness of God in the little things in my life and also encourage others to do the same. I encourage you to share your comments and stories of things that you encounter along your journey.
Blessings,
Jennifer

Saturday, January 25, 2020

Seatbelt

Last Friday, I got the dreaded text- you know the one every mom fears. "Mom, I was in an accident." Of course, I got the text while I was at work and I couldn't do a thing to help him. He told me he was fine and didn't get hurt at all. I didn't believe him and wanted to see with my own eyes that he was ok. Praise God both he and the driver were fine. The van was not, but that's replaceable.
After I had a chance to talk to him, I found out the weather and slippery conditions had caused the van to skid about te length of a football field before rolling and eventually landing with the passenger side up. My son was hanging from his seatbelt for what he thinks was about five minutes before he was able to get out with the help of some people passing by who stopped to help who were able to pull him out. The driver was then pulled out through the driver side by the good samaritan's passing by. They were safe and didn't even feel pain the next day. My son thought he might get a bruise where the seatbelt had held him in so tightly, but that's a small price to pay for saving his life.
As most mother's would do, I thought about this often in the next few days. I just kept thinking how grateful I was that he was wearing his seatbelt. That was something I was trained to do as a child and instilled in him and anyone who ever rode in my car. Before my car would move, seatbelts had to be on. I had to hear the click. And, as annoying as it was to some of my passengers at the time, I hope they realized I insisted because I cared about them and their safety.
I thought about how I instilled that into my son. Any young child would have rather been able to be free throughout the car, never wanting to be secured in one spot for the car rides. But, after years and years, it became a habit and one that, luckily, my son still practices today at 25.
Shouldn't our spiritual practices be the same? I recently got new Bibles for the children at church so Bible reading for children has been on my mind. If yo asked most children what they want to do, Bible reading probably wouldn't top their list. But, that doesn't make it any less important. We have to make it a habit at a young age, teaching them about the Bible and how to use it, so that when they are 25, they can continue to read the Bible and rely on it. Who knows? Someday, it might just save their lives.
That's why church and Sunday school is so important  for children. It helps instill lessons they can use throughout their lives. And, maybe they won't always seem like they are paying attention. But, when it comes down to it, when they are struggling, when they feel trapped and stuck, the words they learned as a child just might pull them out of it.
So, where was God that day? He was with my son and his friend when they put their seatbelts on.
Blessings,
Jennifer

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