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It’s been nearly a week since my last post. You know, the post where I was telling you how I was craving change? Well, this past week has contained far more change than I was ready for.

Tuesday, I got my hair cut. I go to the Aveda Institute where I get my hair done by students. It’s cheaper this way and I like the haircuts I’ve gotten there. But it takes longer than most places because the students aren’t as fast and they need to check in with their instructors a few times throughout the process. This haircut happened to be on the longer side of haircuts I’d gotten, and I didn’t leave the institute until after 7 pm.  I had planned to run to Target on my way home because I was out of coffee filters. And no coffee filters means no coffee, which is never a good thing.

However, since the hair cut took a lot longer than I was expecting, I wasn’t sure if I should make the extra stop. I texted my husband and he said it didn’t matter much to him either way, so I decided I would see how traffic was and decide when I got closer to home. Since traffic was light, I opted to go to the Target near our house. I picked up coffee filters and a couple of other things. I checked out, got in the car, and started to drive home.

Before I could even get onto the freeway, I got rear-ended. I won’t get into the details, but it was hard enough that I couldn’t drive the car from the scene. The officer responding called a tow truck for both cars involved, I believe. I was driving the vehicle with the car seat in it, and the husband was at home with a sleeping Little Man, so I wasn’t sure how I would get home. I didn’t know where the tow company was located, and the husband was trying to find someone who could pick me up. The police officer told me he was going to have to drive near my house anyway, so he offered to drive me home. It was the first time I’d ridden in a cop car. I guess that’s a good thing.

So, since then, there have been a lot of things to take care of, like going to the doctor, getting a new car seat, getting a rental car (thankfully provided by our insurance.) The car was totaled. You know, the car that we bought on Halloween less than 3 months ago? Yeah, it was totaled. It was difficult for me to hear at first. I really liked that car. Sure, it had a few quirks, like the keyless entry not working in the Target parking lot. But we felt really lucky to have found that car in our price range, so I was really afraid that we wouldn’t find anything nearly as good. And I was sure that the insurance company would want to give us less for the car than we’d paid for it.

It took a few days to find out for sure the status of it all. Thursday morning I was feeling really down about it all. So I prayed and read over Matthew 6.

“Where your treasure is, there your heart will be also…Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? …But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” (Matthew 6: 21, 24-27, 33-34)

Soon after, my husband called. The insurance company had totaled the car, but they valued it at more than we paid for it. And when we looked at cars, we found almost the exact same car, only a year newer and 20,000 miles fewer. It was a bit more than we got back from the other one, but still a really great deal. And it’s the same color as the other one.

I still don’t really know the extent of my injuries. I hurt my shoulder and I’ve been getting pretty incessant headaches the last few days. But I know that I’m blessed in so many ways.

I really don’t know why God has blessed us so much. I know it’s not because we deserve it. I like to think it’s because we have so many righteous people who pray for us. I know my mom’s bible study group prayed for us during this time, not to mention all my Facebook friends & relatives.

I’m hoping to be back up and making crafts and recipes and such soon, but I just wanted to let you know that I didn’t fall off the face of the earth. 🙂

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