Car Sandwiches

It's an interesting thing when your phone rings with a number you don't recognize and your son says, "Hi Mom."  So you ask him what phone he is calling from and he says, "The paramedics."  In my family that could be a joke they are pulling, but in this case, Wes had been in a little accident and his phone was flipped off his lap in into the air vent.  Which is really kind of funny and a feat of physics.

Wes was coming home from work and I had been talking to him because he was coming to make Philly Cheesesteaks and I  was at the store gettting his stuff.  Evidently, someone from the Czech Republic was trying to turn left off the Boulevard onto 200 E, but didn't get in the turn lane and stayed in the left lane.  Wes had looked ahead and seen what was going on, so had the car in front of him and they were honking at him.  However, the truck behind Wes had switched lanes and didn't see they were stopped until too late.  They hit Wes and pushed him into the car in front of him, who went into the car that was stopped in the wrong lane.  Wesley's long legs were smashed into the dashboard and were hurting, and he had a scrape on his arm, but all else was well.  Nothing too serious, except the car is totaled.

After a stop to instacare, he and Tiff came by for the cheesesteaks.  As he passed by me to go home, I had this very strong impression/voice come to me that said, "you need to get down on your knees and thank the Lord for sparing your son's life.  He has a great work to do and he was blessed this day."  So I did.  I knew that some of that was because of his new calling, that he had a great work to fulfill.  I am so blessed to have such good and righteous children!