I've been stuck in the house all summer (minus my very lovely 2 week vacation to Idaho and Utah). I just sit here, clean and do nothing. The highlight of my week is usually grocery shopping. Sad right?
So I made a bit of a stick about it. Gary was so sweet and decided we'd make Saturday special.
We went to the Cheery Creek farmers market. It was fun to walk through and see all the silly vendors. Gary knows I LOVE shopping so he took me into the Cheery Creek mall after and pulled me into stores to look at things. It was so cool of him! He hates shopping but he just sucked it up and had fun with me! It was so incredibly sweet. Part of the deal was that he'd get a special drink as a reward, an Orange Julius or something. Well we forgot. We were almost home and turned around to go head to Sonic for a drink. We ordered one of their Cream Slushes and a Cream Chiller, both strawberry. We were headed home and I reminded him that we were going to go to Home Depot to look at gravel for the fish tanks. He asked if I wanted to turn around. I said "I don't care but if I think we're going somewhere and you take me home, I get disappointed". So he did a little U turn and....
BANG CRASH CRASH. In slow motion I saw a truck hit us, our bumper and other parts our my precious beautiful car fly around in the street. UGH! Are you kidding me!?
I was horrible. I was the worst wife in the whole planet. My sweet husband had done everything he could to make my day special and perfect and I yelled at him. "What on Earth were you thinking? Why wont you just pay attention when you drive? I am so TICKED at you right now." I was mean. I was so mean. I would do anything to take that back and just hug him instead. I'd tell him "I'm so sorry!" it's not like he wanted to or meant to get in an accident and I knew that.
I was mad almost all day. He kept saying "What can I do for you? I'll do anything. I'll go get a second job and buy you a new car. I'll get a bus pass. I'll walk the 3 miles and back to the store for you". I just replied "I just want my car".
Well it's amazing how Heavenly Father works. A little knock came from the front door. Surprise! It was the missionaries. They were in the area and wanted to stop by. I grabbed them ice water and Popsicles thinking they needed refreshing.I later realized that they didn't come for themselves. They came to talk to me.
They didn't know we had been in an accident that day, they didn't know that I was angry. They didn't know that I was upset and frustrated that Heavenly Father would let something bad happen to us after we've been doing everything right.
The new missionary asked if he could share a thought with us. He went on to tell us a story of a member in his last area who went in for a meeting with the Steak President. The President asked "what commandment are you struggling with the most?" at which the man replied "happiness". The missionary then told us that you are always being worked on by either the Lord, or Satan. Obviously if your unhappy, Satan is winning. If you are happy, Heavenly Father is winning. Heavenly Father knows when trials come upon you and all he asks is that you have faith and stay happy.
I knew as he was speaking he was inspired to stop by and share that message with me. It was great. They left and I changed my attitude. I hugged Gary, sobbed and told him how sorry I am that I was mean to him. I told him sorry that he got in an accident and that I knew he didn't mean to. I know it'll be ok. I don't know how we'll get to church or go shopping. I don't know how we'll ever afford to get our car fixed but I know it'll work out. I just need to stay happy and have faith.
I'm so grateful that we are safe and healthy. I am the luckiest girl in the whole world to have a sweet husband who made yesterday special for me. He's the love of my life and I'm so thankful for all that he does for me!
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