Today

I know many of you probably were beginning to think I had forgotten that I have a blog...mostly this semester has just been so crazy I haven't had time to post much in a long time. I'll try to update a bit over the break, but today I feel the need to share my great belief in prayer. This morning as I drove out of Provo, I realized I hadn't prayed before I left so as I drove I didn't bow my head or close my eyes (I mean I was driving), I just spoke/cried my prayer to my Heavenly Father. It was one of the first out loud prayers I had had in a while...living with roommates makes it a little hard to have prayer out loud sometimes. It was really special for me. One of the big things that I asked him was that I would have safety as I drove home today...it was my first really long drive, and it was a little daunting since I was doing it alone. Most of the drive was very uneventful. I made it to Kingman, and I was making good time; I called my Daddy to tell him where I was and just give him an idea of when I'd be home. Then I got back on the road and looked forward to getting home within a few hours. Unfortunately that is not what happened, fortunately the Lord was still watching out for me and He was protecting me. Not too far out of Kingman, I got in an accident. I have no idea how exactly it started, people that stopped to help me said it looked like I had lost the front driver's side tire and then I lost control, that does sound like what could have happened considering how quickly I lost control. I was eastbound and as I lost control my car went through the median, a few more tires went flat and then I went flying through the westbound lanes. At one point I literally saw a semi coming straight for me and I was convinced that I was going to die. Luckily for me the Lord had different plans and he got me safely across to the shoulder on the other side, completely out of traffic, and completely untouched by any other cars. He also sent some really helpful people to call the police, help calm me down, make sure I was ok and talk to me while I tried not to have a panic attack. I really don't know what happened...it all came so fast that I don't know, the only thing I do know tonight is that my prayer was answered today. I may not have made it home with no accident, but the most important thing is that I will make it home with no harm. I am completely ok, a bit sore, and still really shaken, but I know that I would not have survived today if it weren't for the Lord and his love and awareness of me and my needs. I already owe Him everything, but today I truly owe him my life. (you may think it is curious that I am writing this all right now...considering that I am still pretty shaken, but I'm waiting for my parents to get to the hotel I am at and I can't really sleep as much as I would like to and pretend this is all just a bad dream, but I thought maybe writing my thoughts out might help me sleep...or at least feel a little better.) Bottom line, I'm ok; my car not so much...I don't know the exact damage yet or if it is even fixable (cross your fingers) but I do know that all four tires were flat by the time I came to a stop, there's some damage to the front of the car, some broken lights, and who knows what else, but that is not the most important thing right now so I guess I should stop worrying too much about that and just be grateful that I am alive.