is hosting Thankful Thursday today and her topic is Miracles. As I pondered this subject this morning, I realized there are so many over my life span that I wasn't sure what to share. One in particular stood out so thought I'd share about it this morning. We moved to Colorado, from California, three and a half years ago. Some of you know our story but our entire family moved within two weeks of each other. Our oldest daughter and her gang moved the weekend before Thanksgiving and then hubby, I, our youngest daughter and her gang moved the first weekend of December. We were all native Californians and had never moved to another state or lived in snow country. So not only were we taking on this adventure but we were moving ourselves in the midst of winter weather. We had a little caravan going-two big moving trucks, driven by the men and I was in one car-our Explorer with our two dogs and our daughter was in her Mazda minivan with two daughters and a huge(120 lb)dog. We came through Utah and until we got to Salt Lake City the trip was pretty easy. When we got into Salt Lake though, it was another story-it was night and the weather was absolutely horrid-blizzard conditions. I was so stressed I was ready to stay there for the night but everyone else wanted to push on a bit further. Let me tell you that I had never driven in a snowstorm before. Anyway, we pushed on and spent the night in an awful motel but got ready to travel first thing the following morning. Here we are, our little caravan on I-80 heading to Colorado; picture the scene of icy roads and big rigs that had jack knifed. Well, my sweet man was behind me in the moving van and I'm checking on him in my rear view mirror. All of the sudden I see, to my horror, a big rig right behind him that had the trailer going sideways and out of control. I got on the walkie-talkie and told hubby to speed it up so the rig wouldn't hit him. I can tell you I was praying like crazy and thankfully there were angels around my man that day because the driver of the semi was able to get the truck back under control. It took me several years to realize just how stressful that trip was; we were out running errands in similar weather but hubby was driving and I was pretty uncomfortable being out in it. I have gained a new appreciation for our old Explorer since that initial move; prior to that I didn't like the way it rode but now I don't care, it is one of the best all terrain vehicles there is. The Lord kept us all safe that trip and brought us to our new state. I have commented that I will never move cross state lines in the middle of winter again.
That is my miracle testimony, how about you? Have you seen miracles in your life?
I am thankful to the Lord for the many times I've seen His hand miraculously work in my life and those I love.
Filled with thanksgiving, Noreen
