Gods plan

I was going to post about what a horrible drive I had to and from TN. The visit was great but the drive not so great. However after seeing something on my trip back I realized that no matter what issues I had with the drive that it didnt matter now. On Friday I passed by the site of a fatel crash that killed 11 people that morning. It was hours later that I drove past it and it was getting dark so I couldnt see much but you could definitely tell where it had taken place. Little did I know that on the way back in the daylight just how much you could see. Today driving back I drove by the accident site again but today there were members of the Mennonites at the crash site with flowers. Some were crying some were kneeling. It was the day after the burial so I assumed they stopped there before heading home. There were pieces of the vehicle still there only it was on the other side so driving down before on the other side of the road I didnt see it. It didnt hit me till about a mile up the road and then I couldnt stop crying, I couldnt catch my breath, I couldnt figure out why this hit me so hard. I started thinking of my friend Jennifer and her daughter who had died a few years earlier in a crash and realized that I was thinking of her wreck. I didnt see her wreck, I wasnt there but I could imagine that her family stopped at the site of the crash and cried on the side of the road just like the members of the Mennonites were doing. My mom said to me on the phone while driving back that some things are made visible to us for a reason. It made me thankful that we had made it back home safely and all of the other issues with the drive to and from didnt matter anymore.