When it Rains it Pours Sometimes

We all have difficulties...and long, hard weeks. Well, this past week has certainly been one for us. It started with a funeral, then hard news about a lady we know, then a financial difficulty, then my grandmother almost being admitted to the hospital for congestive heart failure, then...my parents getting into a car accident. *tears* They were driving through Chicago when a piece of metal from who knows where went through the windshield hitting my mom in the neck. Three doctors said just a few more fractions of an inch and she would not be alive now. She is in the ICU and thankfully alive having nicked a main artery to the brain (they thankfully discovered the clot going to her brain just before stitching her up) and has two fractured vertebrae in her neck and no feeling in part of an arm. She's weak and having a hard time and will need more surgery in the next few days when she is a bit stronger. Dad is okay--but shaken terribly (more than he wants to admit) and exhausted. We can see many ways to be thankful IN this--it was close to home (2-1/2 hours away) and not out East where they just came from so we can be with them when we can, the metal was slowed down by the hood of the car and didn't hit both of my parents, where they finally came to a stop at a car dealership right off the interstate a worker there was also a paramedic and helped slow Mom's profuse bleeding, etc. etc. Lots of traveling back and forth this coming week (to help my grandmother here and to be with Mom there). We just have to trust the Lord now to heal and help and strengthen...I honestly don't know what I'd do without the Lord to pray to and find strength through and comfort and peace from.