Tender mercies.....

Last Saturday, we were in Sahuarita for a Bell/Tate post-Thanksgiving gathering. Really, just another excuse to eat. I look forward to it every year. The Tates are my Grandpa's wife's children and grandchildren. They are all hysterical just like Grandma Joann, and a lot of fun. After a lot of delicious mexican food, a lot more pie, and some super competitive volley ball games we headed home. When we were fifteen minutes shy of our house heading north on I-10 I failed to notice the left lane merging signs. Before I knew it, a semi was on my right, a truck pulling a trailer was in front of me hitting every construction sign. Boards and lights were flung in the air and seemed to be heading right for our windshield. Having failed to merge, I was stuck in between a semi and cement wall on the freeway. So, boards hit the windshield, and it shattered, I panicked and slammed on the brakes simultaneously the semi smashed into our right side and we instantaneously were smashed into the cement wall to our left. In hindsight, that is what should have happened had the Lord not have been so merciful.
His mercy really is infinite, just as His love.

Every board and light missed our car. Miracle # 1. I stopped on the freeway, and no one was behind me to hit me. Miracle # 2. The semi, missed hitting our car by what seemed like an inch. Miracle # 3. This family of three made it home without a scratch ten minutes later. Miracle #4.

A few days a week I open my journal at the end of the day and write how I have seen the Lord's hand in my life that day. Any nearly every time, the same thing happens, a few lines in I just start to cry because of how much He has done just for me that day. I feel overwhelmed with love, gratitude, and joy as I realize even more how He watches over and knows me personally. It amazes me that we have war on three fronts, there are catastrophes world wide that occur weekly. Thousands of Heavenly Father's children are starving in various third world countries. Yet, everyday as I kneel down, and talk to Him, He hears me.Me. He answers MY prayer. Just insignificant Brittney in Tucson. It amazes me. I love Him, and I love the gospel.

Perhaps this should be another blog but I will just sum up our super fun Bisbee trip. The three days before Thanksgiving we decided to go to Bisbee. An old mining town southeast of Tucson. So cute. It was SO FUN! We walked up and down that town, ate at little cafes, ice cream shops, and my favorite...the chocolAte shop. If you couldn't tell, accent on the "a." Heaven.