Mineral Wells Index, Mineral Wells, TX

November 18, 2013

Reflections on a Wreck


Mineral Wells Index

— Thanks be to God. I can't think of starting this column any other way. Raf and I are alive, and on Nov. 1, that might well have been in question.

For those of you who don't know, coming home from church in Fort Worth that night, we were approaching the courthouse in Weatherford when a guy, high on something and evidently, from what the witnesses said, not paying attention, came around the courthouse, his car spinning out of control, and, although we were in the far right lane, he managed to hit us head on. He was coming so fast – about 60 miles an hour or so – and Raf, going about 25 mph, had nowhere to turn.

There were wonderful witnesses, first a nurse from Mineral Wells, whose name I wish I remembered, then other folks who stopped to render aid. They helped us, called our daughter, and, of course, stayed with us until the first responders arrived, giving the police statements about what had happened.

They took wonderful care of us!

My first thought, after the impact, was to be sure Raf was OK. I got his jammed door open, and then the fire department and the police arrived. By that time the other car was on fire, but the firefighters were able to put it out. They had to use jaws of life for the other car in order to get that passenger out.

Amazingly we were alive. This impact was so hard, we shouldn't be.

Raf sustained a broken left hand, and I have bruises all over my torso from the seat belt. Both of us are sore, but we are alive! God was with us in that car.

We were transported to Weatherford hospital where the nurses and doctor took wonderful care of us. By the time we got to the hospital our daughter, her daughter and her daughter's boyfriend had arrived, as well. Shortly afterward, our grandson, who is a police officer in another town, arrived, also.

After several hours of tests in the hospital, we were home that evening and, as I write this on Monday, Nov. 4, we are awaiting to hear from our insurance so that we can get a rental car, as ours was a total wreck. As I continue to write, on Nov. 10, I hope to have the accident report and the report from the insurance agency. Those are coming, but slowly.

Since it has been a week, we were able for Raf to see Dr. Brock and get a boxer's cast, and his hand will be fine. In fact, Dr. Brock says he will be able to play guitar – since he could before the accident!

I don't know how many of you know that my father was killed in an automobile accident in Gainesville on Nov. 2, 1961. Our crash lacked one day being 52 years since his death. Our wreck has put so much in perspective. Most of all, it has strengthened our faith in God. He was with us. His angels were all around us, and I believe my daddy had wrapped his arms around us as well, as he has been at my side ever since he died.

We are alive.

I am so grateful for all I have and all I have been given. We could so easily have been killed in this horrible wreck. We have had a huge outpouring of prayers, love, help, food from friends and family, and I hope everyone knows how much we appreciate it.

As I stated earlier, this column is a week old, and in that time we are improving, slowly. We are still shaken and exhausted. It is amazing how much something like this takes out of 70-plus-year-old bodies! But we are alive.

We were saddened to hear of the car crash that took the lives of Ted Oliver's grandson and fiancee. May they rest in peace. Things happen so quickly, and we must live our lives to the fullest doing what God would have us do!

So, we are alive! We are here! We are listening for God's voice telling us what to do from here. We bless His holy name! Thanks be to God.